All these lovely Grans with dads who served in WW2.
My dad was in N.Africa and to be honest was never the same after the war. There was always some mystery about his discharge the story being that he was found wandering in the dessert and picked up by the Americans. He had lost his sight which may have been dessert blindness but I never knew for sure. I have his Army Book, number, regiment etc., but have always been nervous about looking him up for some reason.
Troops had to sign a document saying they wouldn't speak about the horrors many of them had seen, maybe the Official Secrets' Act. He's been gone since 1967 and mum has passed away too, so maybe this is the time to find out exactly what happened. I know he was in a Home of some sort for a period of time and had to be escorted to the nearest railway station where my mum had to meet him, so I guess he also had battle fatique.