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It had been a long painful few months as he recovered in Haslar Hospital from his injuries, sustained on the 4th June when he had made his last return from the Dunkirk beaches.
His life had been in the balance for over a month, the doctors and his own indomitable spirit had survived in the end, and he had made a long slow recovery from his horrific injuries.
A Warden just leaving the bar shouted to him Come on in Navy theres a cuppa just waiting for you. Tony gave a little smile as he saw one shopkeeper with a boarded up front had written Fuck you Adolf we are still open for Business as Usual.
Farther on a small queue of housewives, were waiting for a local greengrocer to open, as they chatted amongst themselves.
One woman seeing him shouted Up the Navy they all joined in to give him a small cheer as he limped past them on his way home.
They made Tony feel a little guilty, as he thought to himself, that they were the real heroes, these were the people, the ordinary people who carried on day after day with little food and looking after their families, doing vital war work, and doing all the things that normal human beings did on a daily basis despite the best efforts of the Luftwaffe.Tony had been seconded from the battleship HMS Howe and given command of the thirty year old stern Paddle Steamer which was manned by naval volunteers from local shore bases, and ex navy pensioner volunteers to meet the emergency.The ship had no guns except for the arms brought aboard by the army survivors, many of whom were also killed or injured by the raiding aircraft.The air was filled with the pungent smell of acrid smoke.He was very tired, his face showing signs of severe strain and he walked with a pronounced limp, as he picked his way with extreme care through the badly bombed streets of East London.Tony stopped to watch two ambulance men carry the body of an old lady from a bombed out house.A fragment of her grey hair poking out from under the covering sheet.His leg hurt quite badly, and it was long overdue for a long rest.The train had made painfully slow progress during the journey, having twice been diverted into sidings until the raids had finished, and then the railway company had to check the lines were still intact, or perhaps they were then stopped to let troop trains through.But they all knew full well that the following night would mean yet another night sleeping in the underground station, or in an air raid shelter.The George and Dragon public house bar room door was open and he could see that the Womans Voluntary Services were providing the Air raid Wardens and other rescue services with free cups of Coffee or Tea and sandwiches, as they had a chance of a few moments break from their onerous task. Many shops were boarded up, but still open for business as the owners desperately tried to earn a fragile living amongst the bombed out ruins.