War to end all wars part 2
This page continues from War to end all wars part 1. It contains mostly photos that also appear on other pages, but it also contains some unique to this page.
Incidentally, I was filmed buying this dress in the fashion shop Roberta in my home town. See Christchurch: Quay and Church Street. It was paid for by the university of the Dutch film crew, led by Sophie Dros, who hails from Nijmegen, site of a battle in 1944 in which British, American, and Polish parachute- and glider-borne troops fought German ground units.
And Charlie ain’t no Nazi
She likes to wear her leather boots
‘Cause it’s exciting for the veterans
And it’s a tonic for the troops.
— From the lyrics of She’s So Modern by the Boomtown Rats, 1978
When the little ships attacked the Scharnhorst, slipping through the Channel, it is said that a Polish sailor was down on the prow of his torpedo boat, calmly firing at the great battleship with a rifle. The Dutch have a calm, cold courage, and the British pretend, as usual, it is some kind of a garden party they are going to.
— John Steinbeck, War Talk, 1943
It is difficult to see how the housemaids will be able to go back to dusting furniture under querulous mistresses, how the farm girls will be able to go back to the tiny farms of Scotland and the Midlands. This is the great exciting time of their lives. They are very important, these girls. The defense of the country in their area is in their hands.
— John Steinbeck, Coast Battery, 1943
The war ended, but the inhabitants of Teagarden B had suffered irreparable damage. They would never again live as they had done before.
“I think he was frightfully good as a doctor or psychologist or something because he didn’t do anything at all. He made me sit down in a chair and got a couple of cups of tea from the wardroom and gave me a cigarette and started talking about himself.”
— Nevil Shute, Requiem for a Wren, 1955
(Ah, I guess that would be a male doctor visiting from a nearby planet, Teagarden B being populated only by women…)
Cynthia including some photos in uniform
Shooting a line, my review of Requiem for a Wren by Nevil Shute, 1955