The Sun Has Got His Hat On
Today Nick, Margaret, and I made a pilgrimage to Bletchley Park. I’ve already blogged about Bletchley, so I’ll just add a few things that weren’t there or I missed this time. Somewhere deep in the WWII Ministry of War, was there a military sock department? Why only jungle fighters? Didn’t our boys in the desert need something to cushion their feet from army issue boots as well. What about the navy? Your feet can get pretty cold in the North…