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Just watched Time team. World war 1 bunker excavation, Was remarkable.
Shame they got stopped short though :(
Shame they got stopped short though :(
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[movedhere] Bin [move by] Simple.
Mended your deleted post also Budgie
Mended your deleted post also Budgie
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Thats all ive been watching the last few weeks world war 1 & 2 on history/discovery channels. Some of the things them germans done 
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[movedhere] Bin [move by] Simple.
Mended your deleted post also Budgie
Thanks Simps i could not get it to work,
i need more lessons on puteingOur Hero's Rememberd
'lest we forget
Some words from Laurence Binyon
With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.
They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
Some words from Laurence Binyon
With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.
They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.