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Ah! I assumed the pub in Cambridge where the Inklings met

We were on the same wavelength! Isn't it the Eagle & Child in St.Giles, Oxford? (I watch too many 'Inspector Morse' and 'Lewis' re-runs)

Touchdown

Pancake


You are right I was thinking of Grantchester and theEagle in Cambridge where you can still see the burned in signatures of the RAF and USAAF pilots on the ceiling.I can never see it without thinking of how we owe them our way of life.

Completely agree. My parents both served but not in combat capacity. Many tales of others who did and sadly didn't come home.

Lemon

Meringue

'Lest we forget....'

Have you forgotten yet?…
For the world’s events have rumbled on since those gagged days,
Like traffic checked while at the crossing of city-ways:
And the haunted gap in your mind has filled with thoughts that flow
Like clouds in the lit heaven of life; and you’re a man reprieved to go,
Taking your peaceful share of Time, with joy to spare.
But the past is just the same–and War’s a bloody game…
Have you forgotten yet?…
Look down, and swear by the slain of the War that you’ll never forget.

Do you remember the dark months you held the sector at Mametz–
The nights you watched and wired and dug and piled sandbags on parapets?
Do you remember the rats; and the stench
Of corpses rotting in front of the front-line trench–
And dawn coming, dirty-white, and chill with a hopeless rain?
Do you ever stop and ask, ‘Is it all going to happen again?’

Do you remember that hour of din before the attack–
And the anger, the blind compassion that seized and shook you then
As you peered at the doomed and haggard faces of your men?
Do you remember the stretcher-cases lurching back
With dying eyes and lolling heads–those ashen-grey
Masks of the lads who once were keen and kind and gay?

Have you forgotten yet?…
Look up, and swear by the green of the spring that you’ll never forget.

S. Sassoon.

Roulade

Did W Owen ad nauseum at school. So much so that I've avoided the genre ever since... no Sassoon oddly enough

Gateaux

My favourite Sassoon

The General

“Good-morning, good-morning!” the General said
When we met him last week on our way to the line.
Now the soldiers he smiled at are most of 'em dead,
And we're cursing his staff for incompetent swine.
“He's a cheery old card,” grunted Harry to Jack
As they slogged up to Arras with rifle and pack.

But he did for them both by his plan of attack.


Nothing changes, it's the bosses / generals who thrive whilst the soldiers / workers get the sh@t end of the stick

Choux

Filo

Suet

Sponge

Can I hyphenate coffee-and-walnut? Oh heck, I'll just eat it... in huge quantities

Victoria

Cross

Purpose

Nefarious (a character from Astérix)

Dubious

doubtful

Uncertainty

incertitude

Thought you'd made that up until I googled it!

Hesitate