September 3, 1939
Joaquim arrived late August at my doorstep. I was surprised. "What are you doing here, my friend?" "Trying to enter Soviet Union", he said with a tired voice. I nodded. "But now that's unimportant. You must get me to fly with you Polish", he continued in a harsh voice. I was surprised again. "Why?" I gave him a drink. "Don't you understand, Andrzej?! They're coming." "The German?" He laughed. "Yes.
Updated 01-25-2014 at 08:59 by Blackronin
December 15, 1915
I wake up and fall again and again into darkness and fever for the last two weeks. Cold soft hands keep my hope and sanity when I feel them in my head. Rita's soft voice brings me back from feverish nightmares and from time to time my comrades come visit me. The bomber pilots have been here. I heard them, like in a dream, recounting my last mission to Rita. They brought me a present. "They brought you a present", I heard Rita telling me, "here, see?"
Updated 01-14-2014 at 16:12 by Blackronin
So here is the latest version of the british jumping off trenches, sandbags removed as the only parapet shown in contemporary photos is made of chalk spoil from the trenches themselves (yet to be painted). I have done my best to show dirty calk in the trench floor, and thrown up by German counter shelling
This is an aerial photo taken shortly before the attacks began in September 1915
Having spoken to the museum curator, it is agreed that this diorama should depict as best as I am able, the battle at the Hohenzollern Redoubt, 13th October 1915 during which, elements of the 46th (North Midland) Division were involved. Specificaly the Leicestershire Regiment 1/5th battalion and 1/4th battlion, 138th (Lincoln and Leicester) Brigade.
Several men from my village were members of the Leicesters, and were killed during their assault.