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Click hereThe first job that I had to do was contact my deputy and let her know that that I was taking a few days off, then I had to contact Mhairi and John, and my Mum and Dad and let them know what had happened. I would take the children out to Bromley and depend on Mum for a few days. I dried my tears and as Clara readied the children for bed, I began to telephone, first to the office letting them know I was taking a week's leave and why, then to Mhairi, somehow I was able to keep things together while we talked and she promised to come over. Then I called my mother and tried to remain calm as we spoke, knowing only too well that when I went to bed, the flood of tears would start again, that my loneliness may just be beginning and that I might never see those eyes and smile, or hear that soft Irish accent again.
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rightbankover 7 years agothe historical references are spot on. Biggin Hill is still an active airport, mostly as general aviation, but with a large museum and exhibit explaining how it was instrumental in the Battle of the Bulge.
Brilliant
