My dad joined the RAF in late 1944 or early 1945, earning his wings just as World War 2 ended. He never had the chance to dogfight Jerry over the skies of Europe. Pilots ceased to be in demand, but a plentiful supply of boots on the ground remained an integral part of maintaining a … Continue reading Palestine 1946
I don’t know what the solution to the Israel/Palestinian problem looks like. No idea. Most folk seem to have an idea of what an agreeable two state deal looks like, although just where borders are drawn will depend greatly on the political/religious outlook of the person drawing the lines. But anyway, getting two sides to … Continue reading Non Solutions
The Mexile 