Armistice Day 2015: My grandfather's secret World War Two past
I was 13 years-old before I first asked my grandfather what he did in the Second World War. Charged with finding a veteran to interview for a history project at school, and armed with the knowledge he’d been a Royal Marine, I ambushed him during a visit to our house in Suffolk. Up until that point, I could barely imagine Grandpa sporting anything other than a cravat, blue jumper and thick-rimmed glasses. If asked to describe him I would probably have said...