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41 Royal Marines Commando - WANTED: Volunteers for Service of a Hazardous NAture

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1940-1946: John (Jack) Painter, a Chatham Marine. From Mobile Naval Base Defence Organisation, then becoming a signaller in the Special Signals Squadron (the forerunner of today's Y Squadron), supporting Bagnold's LRDG - on the brink of transferring to the genesis of the Parachute Regiment!!! (don't go there) - to the foundation of the Commando under Lovat and Laycock. The liberation of North Africa and Europe through year-on-year of continuous fighting from one continent to another. Nowadays we would say "Four One Commando" to him and his mates it was always "Forty One". I've forever struggled to get out of that habit, much to the chagrin of my own oppos!

 

From his own intriguing journal, which he kept throughout the war, writing from shell holes and bombed-out buildings during lulls in the fighting; the story of one man, my Father, and his oppos... Alternatively titled: "Adolf Hitler: Our Part in His Downfall"- with a nod to the genius Spike Milligan.

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And after all that, they came home, got married, raised families, grew grapevines in their conservatories and planted geraniums in the garden... with a Fairbairn-Sykes! (I'm not kidding) wearing a very worn green lid, minus cap badge, which was kept safely elsewhere (albeit with a slightly bent lion), both of which I treasure, and keep even more safely!

My Dad only had one thing to say about the Germans... "They were good fighters", nothing about the French, and what he had to say about the Arabs and Italians is unprintable. Then back to the gardening! But here's the thing... He never really left the Royal Marines, and this is what is so special about us. Welcome to Hotel California!!!

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You can check-out any time you like, but you can never leave.

Eagles - Hotel California

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