Lewis Trinder joined the Royal Navy on his 18th birthday in 1942, as his father had done before him. After training he went to sea on HMS Fleetwood, an escort ship based at Gibraltar. The ship was used in convoys to West Africa. On his second convoy a stricken U-Boat U528 was spotted by an aircraft and Fleetwood located it and released depth charges forcing it to the surface where it was shelled. Fleetwood took on board the surviving 45 crew. After Fleetwood was sent for a refit, Trinder joined HMS Magpie as a plotter. Magpie was a convoy escort ship in both the Atlantic and Arctic, before being used on assault convoys in the English Channel for D Day. In August 1944 the ship was used to clearing a path across the Channel for laying a fuel line from the Isle of Wight to Cherbourg as part of Operation PLUTO. After this Magpie was stood down for a refit in November 1944 and Trinder joined HMS Opossum which was sent to the Far East, joining the British Pacific Fleet and was deployed on patrol duties based out of Hong Kong. Trinder opted to be demobbed in 1946 and retuned to the UK.

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Don Turrell was just 17 years old when he volunteered for the Army during the Second World War. Leaving behind his job at the Ford motor works, he joined what would become the 9th Battalion, Cameronians (Scottish Rifles), and after months of training found himself landing in Normandy shortly after D-Day.

As a member of A Company, Don took part in some of the hardest fighting experienced by the battalion as it pushed inland through the Normandy countryside. He witnessed the realities of front-line combat at close quarters, lost friends and comrades, and was eventually seriously wounded by enemy shellfire. His injuries required a lengthy period of treatment and rehabilitation, leaving him with pain that remained for the rest of his life.

What makes Don’s testimony so compelling is not simply the events he experienced, but the way he reflects upon them. With remarkable honesty, warmth and resilience, he recalls the fear, camaraderie and determination that shaped a generation of young soldiers. More than seventy years later, the names and faces of the men he served alongside remained vivid in his memory.

Don’s story is a powerful account of courage, sacrifice and friendship, offering a deeply personal insight into the experiences of an ordinary young man caught up in one of history’s greatest conflicts.

In 1942, John Duke was hand-selected to join the 61^st Reconnaissance Regiment of the Armoured Corps. After undertaking intense training, John was sent to Normandy in the 2^nd wave of the D-Day invasion (13^th June 1944). As a Reconnaissance squadron, John’s unit was often further ahead of most soldiers, their job was to gain intelligence on enemy movements and report back. He recalls the precarity of this role, and how as the squadron’s driver, it was often his job to get them out of trouble in a hurry. John served in Normandy until August 1944. He was then sent to Nijmegen in Holland to assist the airborne landing in the Ardennes – this was all a part of Operation Market Garden. He speaks of the poor weather, and relentless German fire, which made it impossible for his squadron to advance. After Nijmegen, John was withdrawn to Belgium where he was involved in the Battle of the Bulge in the Ardennes. He recounts the extreme weather conditions – “we were up to our armpits in snow” – and the difficulty of fighting tanks in winter camouflage. After the Ardennes the 61^st regiment was disbanded, and John joined the 5^th regiment prior to the advance into Germany. He made it as far as Hanover and stayed there until 1946, when he was demobbed and returned home to become a police officer.

Franck was called up to the Royal Navy in 1943 and assigned to serve on a Arromanches Merchant Navy ship. This was an Estonian cargo ship in Hull, armed with two 20mm anti-aircraft guns and an old 12 pounder. They sailed in a 6-knot convoy to Canada which took eleven days. On arrival in Canada they experienced great hospitality before sailing back to Belfast. He was then transferred to an ex-Danish vessel based in Cardiff that was being modified to carry troops and ammunition for the Normandy invasion. It was partly crewed by Puerto Rico stevedores serving in the US armed forces. The US infantry on board impressed Franck with their fatalistic defiance, their attitude being that they were not coming back and they just had to seize their objectives on the beach whatever the cost. On arrival at Omaha beach they began to ferry troops and ammunition ashore, using DUKW amphibians. Only one of these vehicles returned to the ship. From his vantage point on board Franck could see the course of the assault and observed how the US troops persisted in the attack, despite taking heavy casualties as they disembarked. In Mumbai on his next posting they got news of the dropping of the Atom bomb to end the war and celebrated with free beer. At the time, as a young man, the whole thing seemed like a big adventure. Looking back on these events he recalls the waste of life and the single-mindedness of the American troops.

Nick joined the Navy as a boy in 1933 and served until wounded in action in 1945. After training he served on HMS Emerald, a coal-burning cruiser. On returning from the East Indies he transferred to HMS Southampton, another light cruiser. On this ship he saw action against the Italian navy in the Mediterranean. He then transferred to service on motor launches, patrolling the North Sea for a brief period before being assigned to a minesweeper, HMS Ardrossan. After time spent mine-sweeping parts of the English Channel and North Sea his flotilla escorted a convoy of merchant ships to the beaches on D-Day. The sea was rough and many of the troops being carried suffered from sea-sickness, as well as being attacked by the Luftwaffe, until protection from the RAF arrived. He found the screeching of the bombs as they dropped particularly distressing and he remembers it to this day. His ship then took part in the bombardment of German defensive positions. He watched the infantry climbing from ships into landing craft which took them to the beaches. Some troops drowned because they left the landing craft too soon, trying to wade ashore in the choppy sea. They were carrying a lot of kit and Nick still recalls the bodies floating by his ship, and this sometimes keeps him awake at night. During this period his ship was at action stations for three weeks, fighting German E-boats and aircraft. Every Armistice Day Nick remembers the details of these tumultuous events.

After volunteering for the Navy, Reg was first sent to America on the HMS Asbury, one of the first minesweepers. He chuckles at the memory of mistakenly identifying a barracuda as a torpedo on their way to Bermuda. While sailing back over the Atlantic, the ship was attacked off the Irish Coast, and three of the convoy were sunk. Reg then joined the HMS Gazelle in the Fortieth Minesweeping Flotilla. He relates his memories of D-Day. The minesweepers were the first to arrive, and the crew were at action stations for 3 days straight, sweeping all 4 beaches. Reg recalls a German shell missing their boat narrowly during this time. His ship also picked up some survivors, but Reg was told to only take the dog tags of the dead. A memory that sticks with him is a soldier putting a flamethrower into a pillbox on Gold Beach, and all the Germans jumping out.  The HMS Gazelle was sent to Plymouth after being damaged at the end of August, so their place in the flotilla was taken by HMS Plyades. Whilst on leave in England, Reg sees the news that this ship has been sunk along with two others in the convoy, and recalls saying to his father ‘That’s my flotilla Dad.’ Reg then leaves the Gazelle and goes to the Far East as a Torpedo Man, but says he has always regretted leaving the ship. Reg describes the war as life-changing, and was glad to have been part of D-Day, although he was only 18 at the time. His story demonstrates the intensity of D-Day, and the tireless work of people like him that made the mission successful. 

In 1942, Fred undertook 16 weeks of infantry training in Reading, joining the fifth battalion of the Royal Berkshire Regiment. He was first sent to Marlborough in Suffolk to undertake beach defence, but after the Germans did not land there, he was reassigned to Scotland to train in a beach group for the Normandy landings alongside a Canadian division. He trained in small assault craft out to sea and undertook extensive training in handling different cargo and rope tying, becoming an experienced stevedore, a loader and unloader of ships. Fred was next stationed near Waterlooville for further training, before going to Southampton Number 1 dock to sail for Normandy with many other ships. He describes being caught in a storm and sheltering in Calshot before being allowed to leave the harbour. Fred describes the chaos and noise of the gun battles and shell fire of the Normandy landings. Whilst there he manned a Bren gun that he was proud to have never left during Operation Overlord. Fred unloaded thousands upon thousands of cargo, including barbed wire, rations and other essential supplies, sometimes standing in four foot of water. At the same time, he was also helped to move prisoners, casualties and many bodies from the beach after joining the Forth Wiltshire Regiments platoon. Fred describes being wounded and the nightmares he suffered with but also reflects on the importance of his regiment mates for team moral during and after the war.  

Ken provides a compelling account of his volatile journey through Europe with the 7th Battalion Royal Tank Regiment during World War II. Leaving an unhappy childhood, Ken received his moment of destiny after enlisting into the Royal Tank Regiment at sixteen. He trained as a driver/operator in the 7th Tanks before transporting to Normandy, 2-3 days after the D-day landings; his first taste of luck. Landing on seized beaches, six tanks were offloaded from an LCT. Despite being in the Churchill Regiment, Ken had the misfortune of operating inside a Stuart, a lightly armoured tank which the Germans could easily damage. Adding to the mania, it wasn't long before many officers were replaced for various reasons. This included the promotion of his Captain, resulting in Ken, the Troop Leader's operator, to take up the reins. Following a few gruelling battles, the crew encountered some Canadian troops hammering at the Germans with a field full of 7.2-inch Howitzers. It was decided for the regiment to rest around their position while struggling to sleep against the constant banging of their assault. However, this site would also prove fateful, as dusk approached, Ken beheld a German aircraft, releasing a calamitous rain of bombs from above. The scenes of destruction and pain remained evocative in his memory, from flaming petrol proliferating their surroundings to the agonising screams of their gunner, tragically missing much from the waist down in his failed attempt to remain hidden underneath one of the tanks. Despite the catastrophe, Ken managed to survive and was later sent to a holding camp for medical attention; considering himself fortunate once more. Eventually, he rejoined the 7th Tanks and continued his service. He recalls how people used to call tanks 'metal coffins' due to the number of troops who died inside them but Ken saw differently. Protection was better than no protection and despite the setbacks, he remembers the occasions when German snipers would attack and was thankful to be in a tank. Even among scorched earth, Ken was hardy throughout and embraced his time in the army, describing it as a big adventure. His story captures the bravery demonstrated by those who served in the Royal Tank Regiment as well as the fortunes and misfortunes one faces in a landscape afflicted by war.

In 1942, Jack Webb joined the 70^th young solider battalion Essex regiment, when this disbanded in 1943, he went to the 2^nd 4^th battalion Essex regiment, before finally being press-ganged into the 5^th Berkshire regiment as preparations for the Normandy invasion began. Jack details his involvement in the D-Day invasion; starting with the beach training in Scotland and ending with a firsthand account of landing on Juno beach (Bernieres-Sur-Mer) alongside the 8^th Canadian assault troop. After successfully landing, Jack worked as part of a “dump company”, a regiment tasked with unloading resources to keep troops well supplied. He described the work as valuable, but physically and emotionally demanding. Jack worked at Bernieres until August 1944; he was then transferred to the 5^th Wiltshire Battalion and sent to Vernon, where he was taken as a Prisoner of War and transported to Limburg, he stayed there until he was rescued the following April. Jack considers himself incredibly fortunate to have returned home unscathed “for an unlucky man, I had an awful lot of luck”. Following the war Jack joined the Normandy Veterans Association and has returned to France regularly to visit the graves of his old troop members.

Gus trained as a wireless operator in Kent before joining the 53rd Welsh Division, where he worked on telephone switchboards. His role was vital, ensuring clear lines of communication between Army Generals and his commander. Gus remained with the Division as they prepared for a pivotal moment: boarding a Liberty ship that carried the entire divisional headquarters to the Normandy beaches on 12th June 1944, D-Day plus six. During the Normandy campaign, Gus’s work was crucial—and dangerous. One of his tasks involved working near Hill 112, a strategically important area under constant threat from German artillery. Gus and his team had to locate a signal post under the cover of darkness, as daytime attempts risked being targeted by enemy fire. The danger of the job was brought home when a convoy Gus was travelling with was bombed, tragically killing an officer in the vehicle behind him, Captain Dunbar. At the Divisional Headquarters, Gus worked tirelessly to relay critical signals and updates, helping to coordinate efforts in what became a turning point of the campaign. Gus’s story goes beyond the role of a telephone operator—it’s a testament to resilience, teamwork, and the critical part he played in bringing the war closer to its end.