[Islandboy]

Awsome old men.
My grandad served in WWI and II. Tank driver In the first until gassed but went back after a couple months, home guard in WWIIdismantling unexploded incendiary bombs that got caught in trees. Gerry thought it was Liverpool blacked out.
He was 90 when I came downstairs one morning, looked out the kitchen window and there he was, up a 12 ft ladder with a hand saw, dismantling the glass green house.
After I went out to finish the roof ridge beam(4x4 oak) for him he proceeded to refit the back half using the good glass from the front half to replace the broken glass in the back half.
All of the oak framing got cut into 1 ft pieces which he burned so he didn't have to pay to haul it off.
He passed at 97, but only because he was hit by a car when, at 95 he was part of a group of people crossing the road, and he couldn't walk across as fast as them.
He recovered fine from the accident itself, but developed a blood clot in his shoulder 2 years later. That got him.
I'll always remember his quiet unassuming way of being the greatest grandad a boy could ever have.
It's a good thread guys, that causes reflection.
There you go Tranter, I've let slip, I'm Half Brit.