Don McArthur recounts how his D Day parachute drop went awry, trapping him behind enemy lines with no supplies and causing him to spend ten months as a prisoner of war. During D Day Don had suspected that his given orders were flawed but the extreme camaraderie he had experienced in the Parachute Regiment prevented him from trusting his doubt and confusion.   Tasked with delivering mortars to a rendezvous point, Don and his platoon were dropped into Normandy on a dark, rainy night with no way to distinguish where to land or where to move towards. Despite the conditions he was able to locate three more of the lost Paras but no maps had been given out so following the noise of explosions was now their only option. After ten days of wandering the empty countryside with no supplies and no enemy or ally contact they were discovered by German soldiers and Don was captured.   Don found the prison camp’s staff strict and quick to anger but he couldn’t blame them for just doing their job and didn’t resist their interrogations due to how worn out he was. After having been released one month after World War 2 ended, the Parachute Regiment asked him to return to their ranks but Don instead chose to go live with his wife and infant child.        

Prior to enlisting in 1942, Terry lived through the Birmingham Blitz. The Army wasn’t his first choice but fear of heights ruled out the RAF and he definitely didn’t want to work as a stoker in the Navy so the Army it was, where Terry became trained in a new weapon, the Flail Tank. The Flail Tank took a lot of getting used to. The visibility was poor and this was a big issue when Terry landed on Juno beach. Another problem was the tank chains being blown off by mines. Eventually, the tank became stranded and as Terry sought cover he stood on a mine. Thankfully, the mine was defective but no sooner had he survived this scrape when he encountered an anti-tank mine, again, somehow remaining unhurt. While repairing the tanks, Terry’s group suffered heavy losses in a German attack. From that point on the tank crews were under manned and Terry became a gunner. Terry shares his recollections of moving through France including an attack on an underground radar station, the Battle of Le Havre, the fight to take Carpiquet and how he thinks he made it through thanks to the cool, calm nature of his driver, Ben. Terry also recollects a local family they would spend time with, sharing food, singing songs and looking out for each other. Terry went back about 10 years ago and was able to find one of the children, now a woman in her fifties. Terry ended the war in Germany then spent 12 months in Palestine.

Donald Fentum joined the 3^rd Royal Horse Artillery Regiment in 1949. He recounts how he was initially stationed in Kent but volunteered for Korea when an officer visited his local pub looking for recruits. Don recalls his 6 week journey to Korea and how he initially joined the 179 Independent Mortars, before being assigned to the 61^st Mortar Regiment. Against his Dad’s advice, Don volunteered for the observational post at Hill 355 (Kowang San), his main duty was to check and repair communications lines – sometimes in enemy territory and under enemy fire. Don tells of life on the front lines in Korea, including the dire living conditions, freezing weather, and his experiences with enemy forces. He also outlines the precarious job of an artillery solider, recalling how mortars often exploded at random. The interview ends with Don’s brief recollection of his time in Germany and Suez after his service in Korea ended. Don’s incredible first-hand account of the Korean war enhances our understanding of the “forgotten war” and his entertaining anecdotes reinforce his view that “the army runs on its sense of humour”.