Bob Sullivan joined the Royal Engineers in 1942 and soon volunteered for the special services as a paratrooper where he was assigned to number 3 parachute squadron Royal Engineers. Bob dropped into Normandy on June 5^th 1944, his squadron destroyed bridges along the river Dives to secure the allied left flank and then retreated to Breville to reinforce 9^th battalion who had taken a gun battery. Bob details life on the front line for an engineer in Normandy, this involved; building fortifications and gun batteries, going on patrol to detect mines, and laying Somerville tracks – whilst also repelling the German counterattack from the trenches. In December 1944, Bob was re-deployed to the Ardennes to identify and lift mines. Innovative glass and carbon fibre mines, combined with the freezing temperatures made this a torturous experience for Bob and his squadron. He left the Ardennes in February and shortly afterwards his squadron was disbanded, Bob transferred to number 1 troop and was sent to the Rhine in March. Upon landing he suffered a severe mortar wound to his leg, thus ending his military involvement in Europe. After a 5 month recovery period back home Bob “returned to the airborne” and was deployed in Palestine for a year. Bob delivers a uniquely extensive recollection of his experience in WW2, but more than anything the former paratrooper wants to highlight the memorable friendships he made during his service.

Eric Coombes was born in Hertfordshire, in a little village named Shenley, just outside of London. As a boy, he remembers seeing London on fire after it was bombed during World War II. When he turned 18 years old he was called up for national service and was sent to Blenheim Camp, St Edmunds, for six weeks of basic training. After that, he continued his training for 10 weeks in the Royal Norfolk regiment. After training, he was deployed to Korea; Eric was really excited for his deployment, as it gave him the chance to travel the world for the first time. He remembers the crossing going well, he kept himself occupied with bingo, exercising, and at times, going ashore for a couple of hours when the ship pulled into port. Once landing in Hong Kong, they were put through a stiff training routine, learning how to use mortars and other weaponry. His regiment was then sent on its way to Pusan, Korea. On the way into Korea, Eric remembers the sound of heavy artillery fire not far away from where he was. When he arrived in Pusan, he had a couple of days to get comfortable before he started working. Eric’s role was mortar support, he recalls the very detailed way in which mortars work and how he used his training to operate them. His first experience with loss came when two of the people he signed up with were killed whilst on patrol, he remembers this being a very sad time. On another occasion, Eric remembers hearing about a company of soldiers being captured whilst on patrol. At the time he hoped they were captured by the Chinese, as stories spread about how horrible the Korean prison camps were. For Eric, the scariest time was being mortared whilst in a valley, his platoon had to quickly fall back whilst mortars were being dropped behind them. Eric wishes there could be no wars and talks about the tragic loss of life for both sides. He left Korea in September 1952.

Leaving school at 15, Keith Nutter worked refurbishing shoe-making machinery before joining the army at 18, serving as a wireless operator in the Royal Norfolk Regiment. After basic training at Colchester, Keith applied for the Parachute Regiment. However, after sustaining a head injury during a motorbike accident, Keith was returned to his unit. Despite losing his opportunity to join the regiment he wanted, Keith remains grateful, as his service allowed him to visit a country that he only heard of for the first time upon joining the army. Keith speaks on the leisurely voyage he and his comrades had out to Korea, his first impressions on arriving in Pusan, and the devastation witnessed as they took a train North to Britannia camp in Samichon Valley. Keith goes into some detail about his training and role as a wireless operator, the conditions of living and working in the signalling bunker, and the process of transporting and using the radio set. Keith also addresses how the role of communicator relies heavily on trusting your platoon as you were ‘deaf to the battle environment’ due to the headset and unable to open fire easily due to handling the microphone. Keith talks of the listening, capture, and recce patrols he was involved in. One such patrol involved ambushing Chinese soldiers digging a trench on an unoccupied hill in the middle of the night. During this ambush, Keith, along with three other men, were responsible for collecting the wounded and stayed until first light to try and find the two men that remained unaccounted for. For his bravery displayed here, Keith was mentioned in dispatches; however, he speaks modestly, describing how he ‘was proud of it, but I just done me job … nothing brave.’ It was on this patrol that Keith lost a very close friend, Roy McDonald, killed by a Chinese mortar. Though he didn’t shed a tear at the time, once home, the devastation of the loss of his friend hit him hard. Keith was interviewed for the Britannia magazine in which he spoke about the sympathy he had for the Chinese army as the British had ‘better weapons, better clothing, better food’. When asked how he feels all these years later about being a veteran, Keith proudly says that he ‘loved it in C Company’, he’s really glad he went, and has ‘never regretted it.’ It led him to meet lifelong friends, one of whom he revisited Korea with some years later.