We had a neighbour who had been in a Japanese POW camp for three years. He was very quiet and withdrawn and had empty eyes. I think now he would be diagnosed as having PTSD.
My own father was born in 1899 and had just been called up in 1918 when the war ended. He was 41 in 1940 and joined the RAF but he had a cushy war, helping to repair damaged aircraft at Coningsby, Lincolnshire. He left my mother with four children living close to Manchester docks, but she found a little cottage in the countryside near Bury where we lived until 1945. My mother's younger brother was lost at sea on one of the Atlantic convoys. I don't think the men of the Merchant Navy got the recognition they deserved.
I can't watch films about WW1- even Blackadder made me weep. I read the war poets and think of all those young men who had been conned into thinking they were saving Britain, rather than making money for the armaments industry. WW2 was completely different (but there were still a lot of people who made money out of it). Having sown the seeds for the rise of Nazism, the Allies had no choice but to deal with the outcome.
Angela Rayner lashes out and calls Sunak “pint sized loser”.