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    The Old Man's War
    The Old Man's War
    The Old Man's War
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    The Old Man's War

    By Ernest Douglas Hall

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    It was bright sunlight now and Jack and Anne were walking through the wood again and Anne stumbled and fell on her face.
    Jack bent down and pulled her to her feet and when they straightened up their faces were just a few inches apart.
    Jack was spell bound because this was the first time since he had picked her up from her house that he had got a good look at her and he was just staring at her face and Anne smiled then coughed and said. ‘Thank you Jack.’
    Jack came to his senses and let go of her arms.
    Then he said. ‘Sorry about that Anne, but well no I’m not sorry if I had the nerve I would do it again.’
    ‘Well Jack why don’t you when we are in better times because at the moment we have far too much on our hands.’
    ‘Yes well maybe so but I’ll hold you to that don’t think I won't.’
    Jack’s heartbeat had gone up a good sixty beats a minute.
    Then Jack took hold of her hand and they walked on again then Jack said. ‘If we take this way down and if I’m not mistaken we should come out of the church.’
    They started down the slope and it was only five minutes later that they came to a wall about six feet tall.
    Jack said in a whisper. ‘Well I’m not that far out this is the wall that surrounds the library, all we have to do is follow it around to the right and we will come to a doorway in the side, come on Anne we are not beat yet.’
    They got to the wall and started along to its right and then they came to a corner, Jack stopped and said in a whisper. ‘Stay here Anne while I take a look.’
    Anne gave his hand a squeeze and said. ‘You be careful Jack I have just found you and there’s no way I want to lose you.’
    Jacks heart started beating ten times faster.
    Then he started along the wall but there were bushes right up against the wall and he had to crawl through them, but then he came to the open door.
    He turned around and went back for Anne.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherErnest Douglas Hall
    Release dateNov 18, 2013
    ISBN9781310733062
    The Old Man's War
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    Ernest Douglas Hall

    I am 77 years of age and I live in the city of Newcastle upon Tyne England. I was born on the 14 September in the year 1935. I am a married man and have five children and 35 grand children and great grand children. I have written 55 books and my one aim in life is to see my work published.

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      The Old Man's War - Ernest Douglas Hall

      The Old Man’s War

      By

      Ernest Douglas Hall

      Smashwords Edition

      Copyright 2013 Ernest Douglas Hall

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      Chapter 1

      It was the 14 / 6 / 1941 the place is Loch Ryan at the beach called Caimryan.

      The time was two thirty in the middle of the night John Watson was fishing on Caimryan beach he had decided to fish all night because the sea was very flat calm and as yet he had not even had a bite.

      He decided to have a drink of tea from the thermos flask.

      He poured out a cupful and sat down on his portable chair.

      He was sipping his tea and he was thinking how quiet it was when the sea was flat.

      Two minutes later he heard in the distance gentle chug, chug of the engine of a boat.

      But when he looked out at sea he could see nothing but still he could hear the chug, chug of a boat and it was getting louder by the minute.

      Then he heard a man’s voice and he knew that the man was speaking in German.

      Jack could not understand what he was saying, but a few minutes later the man started to speak in English he said. ‘Now I speak to you in English and from now on you will all speak in English you must remember to speak only in English no matter if you think we are alone you will speak English until I tell you, you can speak in German again.’

      John stood up and he scanned the sea in front of him but he still could not see a boat but the chug, chug of the engine was getting very loud now.

      Then he saw the outline of a small trawler.

      He went to his rod and took it off his try-pod and laid it on the beach.

      He then went across the beach to some rocks that he knew were on his left and when he reached them he got down behind them, he started to strain his eyes trying to see what was going on the talking had stopped now.

      It was about five minutes later that he saw a rowing boat and it came to rest on the beach not far from where John was hiding.

      He started to count the men that stepped onto the beach; there were ten of them.

      The rowing boat went back to the trawler and after a few minutes it came back to the beach with another load of men they were very quiet and they sat down on the beach.

      The little rowing boat made a third trip.

      John had counted thirty men.

      John crawled up past the rocks then walked up the rest of the beach and when he got to the main road he started to half walk and half run.

      John was seventy-two and it was an effort to go so fast but he knew that he must tell the sergeant of the Home Guard.

      But he had a mile and a half to go to the village, it was lucky for him he was thinking that there was no moon out that night.

      When he got to the village John made his way to the police house. Because John was a corporal and he was a member of the Home Guard.

      And he knew that Sergeant Ian MC Gregory and was in charge of the ten men that made up the Home Guard of Caimryan village, when John reached the house he saw that it was in darkness but he was not surprised because it was in the middle of the night.

      He knocked on the door very hard and at first nothing happened but then the upstairs window opened and Mary Ian’s wife said. ‘What the hell is it.’

      ‘It's me Mary John get Ian up and tell him to get down here quick.’

      ‘Why John what’s the matter.’

      ‘I'll tell you later Mary for god's sake get Ian down here now.’

      ‘All right John keep your shirt on, don’t you think things are bad enough with this bloody war going on.’

      Mary shut the window then about three minutes later a light came on downstairs and then the front door opened and Ian said. ‘Well John what’s the panic it’s not like you to panic.’

      ‘Oh come out here Ian I don’t want to frighten Mary.’

      ‘My god man what happened.’

      ‘Well Ian I was down at the beach doing a bit of night fishing when a load of Germans landed.’

      ‘Germans you say.’

      ‘Yes and I don’t know if they will still be on the beach.’

      ‘Ok John, you go get the lads out of bed and tell them to bring their guns we don’t know what’s going to happen, and by the way I’ll have to tell Mary because I want her to go around the village and get everyone into the school.’

      ‘Yes well Ian tells Mary not to miss my Doris and she will need a bit of help.’

      ‘Aye John she won't forget one of her best friends, now off you go I am going to phone the war office.’

      Ian went back into the house and picked up the phone.

      But the line was dead.

      He scratched his head and said ‘Mary I’m going down to the post office with John our phone is dead. And I have got to let the war office

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