wirralbagpuss: (Zilly On The Mat)
I have been watching a drama programme tonight about a German U Boat that rescused survivors of a boat it sank during WW2. I found it a very moving story although because i was tired i missed bits of it


It reminded me of Das Boot in many ways. Another brilliant but very gritty mini series made by German tv about a U Boat that was operatting in the Med and their struggle to get through the Straits of Gilbralter.


I have to say the actors who played the Captain in both of the films did look very handsome!!  Although the actor in the BBC Production i thought was the better looking of the two!! On a more serious note, both these films/dramas do show the horror of war as we realise the "enemy" were just as human as you and I. What i mean is that the ordinary men and women who were caught up and forced in to the Armed Forces were as much victims as anyone else. Hope that came across right! Of course the Nazi leadership had to be crushed and defeated as it was an evil regime, but at the cost of so many lives.

It was a thought provoking film that i wont forget in a long time, just as Das Boot had a profound impact on me as a teenager and i still remember it today! I showed someone once a German U Boat that is on display near where i work. Personally i think it is a total waste of money and should not be on display.  People died in that boat. The bodies may have been removed and it is all cleaned up and all, but it should have been left to rest in peace. The person who i showed the U Boat too said it was a war trophy and i agreed. I felt ashamed of the U boat being there. It should never have been salvaged Sure send in diving equiptment and have a nose round like they did with the Titanic and bring back a few bits and pieces of items, but leave the ship and the bodies to rest in peace and be respected as an underwater grave.
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Today is Remberance Day and it had been my intention to publish a story i wrote many years ago about the horrors of war but i can't find it at the moment. so instead i have decided to share a poem by one of my favourite War Poets, Wilfred Owen was born in Shropshire in 1893 and he  spent much of his childhood on the Wirral. He joined the army in 1915 and was shipped out to France the following winter. He won the Military Cross in 1918 and was killed a week before the end of WW1. 

The Send-off

Down the close, darkening lanes they sang their way
To the siding-shed,
And lined the train with faces grimly gay.

Their breasts were stuck all white with wreath and spray
As men's are, dead.

Dull porters watched them, and a casual tramp
Stood staring hard,
Sorry to miss them from the upland camp.
Then, unmoved, signals nodded, and a lamp
Winked to the guard.

So secretly, like wrongs hushed-up, they went.
They were not ours:
We never heard to which front these were sent.

Nor there if they yet mock what women meant
Who gave them flowers.

Shall they return to beatings of great bells
In wild trainloads?
A few, a few, too few for drums and yells,
May creep back, silent, to still village wells
Up half-known roads.


In memory of all those who gave their lives for the freedoms we have today. Lest we forget.


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