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Albion Yard 
Just re-read your post about an experience in the Near North.
Will there ever again be opportunities for carefree travel?
I hope so.
Lazlo
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I think there’s a sea change coming in whom and how we travel. I suspect for a few years to come, long haul flying will return to being a luxury, with the inevitable rise in price. Staycations the world over will increase massively perhaps not a bad thing if it reintroduces money into local economies. Kiss me quick at Blackpool here we come!
Hi, your post brought back memories of my dad. He was in the RAF and was an engineer keeping Halifaxes and other bombers in the air and served in north Africa when Montgomery was chasing the Germans across the desert and then at Monte Casino in Italy which was a particularly bloody campaign. Back in the UK he was stationed near Blackpool when he worked on the first plane ‘without a propeller’ i.e. the Gloster Gladiator jet aircraft. He died 11th December 2017, aged 96 with all his marbles, in his own home. Like many of his geneartion he rarely talked about his experiences except in the last couple of years of his life. One day when I came back on a visit from Fance, we sat in the conservatory with my brother and he told us of what he went through for quite some time. A lovely man and a great, generous father – he taught me how to mend a bike, soldering, woodwork, 34mm photography and we built several model railways (much to my mum’s annouance!) on the dining room table, model boats and planes and many other things. We lived on a council estate in Dagenham and listened to classical and jazz records on a Decca record player. He was a very good Bridge player and played at county level at tennis (my mum was a tennis widow) and was highly ranked at table tennis. I miss him and his advice, he was always available to have a chat.
Thanks for the memories of your dad. 🙂
Cheers. Great blog, keeps me a bit sane this model railway lark. Talking about me and my dad’s model railways, the switches and various other bits on the control panels were from the Lancaster!