Apart from shopping for a pair of shorts on Saturday and coming in to uni on Sunday and Monday to work - a PhD is never done - the only stuff I did was some scanning of my mothers old documents on the weekend.
Appropriately I found a picture of my great uncle Arthur in WW2 uniform - he survived. Of more interest was the photocopy of an original letter sent by my great uncle Victor to his mother (my great grandmother) at the end of WW2 from Singapore. He had been a POW and talked about building a railway line in thailand and Burma and being in Changi. Also about who had died there that his mother would have known and about what Singapore was like after being freed. I'll have to figure out how to attach it to this site. Lastly I found postcards from my great-great uncle William who went to Canada, enlisted for the great war from there and died in France. I think he's buried at the Somme - but I'd have to look that up.
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