Yeovilton, or Birds on a Wire
1947-’48: Dad’s posting shifted, from Royal Naval Air Station (R.N.A.S.) Culdrose in Cornwall, to R.N.A.S. Yeovilton, Somerset. We took a tiny white cottage among other tiny white cottages in the village of West Coker, a mile or so from Yeovilton. I must have been five. I recall little: womb-like warmth in the coal-fired kitchen stove; draughts and frigid rooms … Read more