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08 not out. We won.’
‘Get this lad a drink.’
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Territorialwas with the British Expeditionary Force in France. The
next time he met my Dad was in the officers mess at the Palace
HotelBrusselssome time in late 1945. It was the Second World
Warnot county cricketwhich determined the future direction of my
father’s life: combat in Normandy followed by a succession of staff
appointments ensured a postwar career radically different from the
seasonal uncertainty of the journeyman professional. And yet cricket
had played its part in his longer-term change of fortunes. In the
summer of 1940like so many young men awaiting their call up
papersDad joined the Home Guardleaving work several evenings
each [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]k to search for any fifth columnists and German
paratroopers lurking in the woods and fields of the Warwickshire
countryside. Howeverthroughout the Battle of Britain single-
minded committee men like Jack Smith regularly rescheduled
fixtures with only one aim in mindthe successful completion of the
1940 season. This unintentional myth-making ensured a regular
game for my fatherbut it also delayed his entry into the army.
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