Ff siblings Stories

Saturday, the Fourth of July 1914, was a seminal date in my life. Eighteen years old, and the year in the Royal Navy after I left school had changed me from boy to man, shaped by discipline and duty. On the first of the month, I had been granted a fortnight’s leave before joining HMS Marlborough, one of the newest and proudest dreadnoughts, at Portland as a seaman writer. On my first morning at home, I was glancing throug...