It's been suggested by a couple of people that I post this photograph and some details about my dad. The 70th anniversary of D-Day seems a fitting occasion. We never did get my dad back to France, and he died, aged 87 in 2010; although my wife had him cornered for the 60th anniversary as he was invited to Hermanville to get a medal from the French government, but he ducked out from any limelight as usual. I would like to thank Michel Sabarly, who was so very kind enough to provide me with some after action reports, including one which I reproduce below about the exploits of my dad's tank, which was the bridge carrying AVRE, 3B in 3 Troop of 77 Squadron. I didn't know very much about George's military service until he retired from work about 20-odd years ago and it's only since researching a book myself that I have come to read much military history -and found this forum of course! He joined the army at 17, went into Boy's Service and had a spell in a bridging company before joining the 79th Armoured in 1943, when he was 19. He fought through France and Holland and into Germany, fighting at Caen, in Operation Bluecoat, at Walcheren and across the Rhine to end up near Hamlyn. He had signed up for the reserves as well and ended up in Korea for nearly 2 years. The photograph attached was taken, probably by Sergeant Nutley, but not sure, on 7th June - the squadron had harboured in an orchard near Beny-sur-Mer and lads being lads, they started to fling apples at each other. My dad hit Sapper Gill in the nose and they squared up to each other. He told the story that Nutley broke them up and told them to save it for the Jerries or something similar, while pointing out that they had just survived D-Day. It does seem daft that only hours before they had been disarming mines and shells under fire - he always said he must have been daft to join the army. My dad is on the left in the beret, Sapper Gill is on the right and that may be Johnny Farmer, the tank driver, in the middle. I'm immensely proud of George and what he did but I'm posting this not only to remember him, but all those people who served and fought so that I could be here today and write about it. My apologies for the report below, but I can't alter the layout for some reason. REPORT ON 3B by SJT NUTLEY RE The journey across was rather trying, the whole crew was as sick as it was possible to be. At H – 20 approx, we saw rockets dropping around the craft and we had several near misses from "Shorts". We noticed several yellow rafts from DD and concluded that crews had to bale out. At H approx we got caught on a sand bank and waited for about 10 mins whilst the skipper got the craft off it. In the meantime an explosion occurred on 4 Tp's craft, which was on our left, and Capt CARRUTHERS called to me to help take off and throw overboard our B Bangalore. I heard whilst we were manhandling it that the one aboard the 4 tp craft had been hit and had exploded. The fire from shore at this time was moderate: at least they didn't seem to be aiming deliberately at us so were weren't unduly worried. We made another run ashore and came in on the left of 4 tp and could see clearly a hole approx 6' – 8' wide in the port side of the craft. The skipper beached and plumbed the depth of water : it was 4' so away went the first flail, Sjt TURNER, Cpl AIRD, Capt CARRUTHERS, Lt DICKINSON, 3B, and Sjt SNOWSHALL in that order. As we came off the ramp I could see it was going to be ticklish getting through the obstacles with the br, so we ran right through in first gear and had to stop several times for neutral turns. It was at this time that we lost sight of Capt CARRUTHERS and eventually contacted him about 10 mins later. We stopped just before gap No 12 and recced a site for the br, as we could see that Capt CARRUTHERS intended to follow the flails himself. At this time Spr SEDGEWICK came up to us and said that the crew of 3C (Sjt FREER's) had to swim for it. He was very shaken so I slipped him a drop of the Sjts’ Mess whiskey. He was seen later escorting four GERMAN PWs down the beach at the point of his Sten, (some whiskey). L cpl THOMAS took the windsock from Capt CARRUTHER's tk and I also sent Spr MACHIN and GILL to mark the gap entrance. I left 3B complete with br at the entrance of the gap as Capt CARRUTHERS came running back with a damaged hand and asked me to see his tk through to the lateral. This I did, and left it at No 11 Gap in a bay, making that the tp rally. Sjt TURNER and Cpl AIRD flailed their way back along the beach but had to stop owing to congestion. On the beach a bty of SP guns had sited themselves and were just going into action. I made my way back to 3B along the lateral and could see that we had plenty to do up there so after dropping the br, 3B made its way along the lateral dragging a Sherman from the 13/18 out of the path of the following traffic. On arrival at tp rally we found that 3A had been sent fwd under Capt LOW or Capt McLENNEN. We remained on the lateral sweeping the verges for mines and had 3B standing by to pull out any vehs that got stuck. Spr MACHIN reported that some mines had been stacked in a gateway and on examination we found 286 Teller 42. We enlisted the help of some CMPs and moved them as the house was beginning to burn. We then went back to the beach to help in beach clearance as far as conditions would allow. Sjt ACKERMAN had just joined us so I sent him to join Cpl MORRIS 3D and Sjt BARCLAY 1D. We received orders from the OC to pick up the br; we were called away twice to pump besa and petard into houses that contained snipers. Incidentally we wounded one of the beachmasters and a gap offr with the petard; they were told to shelter behind the rec veh but insisted on looking round the corner of the veh and were wounded by shrapnel and blast as 3B was only a short distance in front. We finally erected the br after taking about a dozen nose dives under the tk. Jerry was shooting up the beach and bombing the bay all night. We reached harbour at 0600 hrs to learn the br could be dumped. On examination 3B was found to have blown a cylinderhead and one exhaust pipe was broken.