I became interested in the First World War following a visit to Boulogne one summer in the early nineties. I was walking past the cemetery at Terlincthun and decided to walk in and take a look.
Walking amongst the thousands of graves, reading the names and the ages of those who were buried there, I couldn’t help but think that the madness within which they had become embroiled was not so much the horror of the trenches, but the fact that within 25 years we had managed to subject ourselves to a more mechanised version of the same: First World War: Part 2.
In the end I decided to move to France and have combined my interest in the war with my purchasing of beers and travelling about the countryside in general.
However not everything in my life is concerned with dead people so here we are with a few pages about other things that go on in my life.