Sunday Review 31/12/17

Hi Everyone, It’s been a while but your luck has run out. “Mulholland’s Mumbles” are back. I’m going to do the annual review of my pictorial year, but 2018 is going to be plagued by a regular ‘Mumbling’. I was looking through my work and thinking this and that was good and that was interesting but realised if I was going to go into detail it’d be longer than “War and Peace” but if I did it on a monthly basis it might actually be worth reading, so I’m afraid that’s what you’re facing next year. I’m also diving head long back into Black and White film photography with Mr Jeff Moore and we are starting up “Black and White Basics” to teach the magic of shooting ,processing and printing black and white film. So all in all, fingers crossed 2018 should be very interesting.

2017 for me was heavily UK based. Nothing wrong with that, you don’t have to travel to get good pictures. I did a few trips, the most enjoyable being to Hong Kong, somewhere new to tick off.  It was a great trip with a great writer Tom Rowley to illustrate 20 years since HK was handed over to China. Great story but difficult to illustrate, mainly consisting of portraits of movers and shakers that Tom interviewed. But 2017 involved quite a few portraits, lots of Arts jobs, lots of politics and a fair bit of Royals including Prince Harry’s engagement and Prince Philip The Duke of Edinburgh’s last solo public appearence. Tge latter happened to be with The Royal Marines in front of Buckingham Palace. This job stands out for me mainly because I have never ever been so soaked whilst wearing clothes in my life. It was torrential. I had every lense from 16-35mm to 600mm and had no idea what I’d need. There was no cover and the rain did not let up for one minute, changing lenses was difficult to say the least. I have to give a nod to Nikon here, despite the conditions all my kit kept working and after an evening drying out by the radiator it has all worked since.

The biggest news story of the year in my opinion was the dreadful fire at Grenfell Tower. The morning it happened I was covering the aftermath of another major story, the minute’s silence for the terrorist attack on London Bridge and Borough Market at the re-opening of the market. The following day and the next two days after I spent at the tower, it was grim. The locals were great. They got stuck in and looked after eachother and they were mostly helpful to us. As the days went on their frustration became more obvious and as ‘representatives’ of ‘The System’ we became a bit of a target for their anger, understandably so. As I said, it was grim, bloody grim.

Going straight from Grenfell to Ascot was one of those weird things that happens in this job. One day photographing the aftermath of multiple deaths, the next wandering around a car park full of Bentleys and Range Rovers photographing some of the richest people in the land quaffing champers.

Anyway enough of this, I promised not to ramble on, here are some of my faves from 2017.

See if you can spot the Royal job where I arrived sooo early I got “Pole Position”…..

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2016 a Mumbling Review

Wow ! I’ve left this to the last minute (not an unusual thing for me) just in case something else happened. 2016 both epic and emotional. I’m hoping the sequel is less of a rollercoaster but I’m not sure it will be.

“May you live in interesting times” an ancient Chineses curse. Well we’ve certainly got that bang on.

A little slippage from 2015 ( I didn’t do a year review for 2015 ) with a Winter Solstice picture right through to November and the Edenbridge Bonfire Effigy burning; the target this year was Donald Trump. Lots of good calls by the desk and a little luck here and there (not always of the good variety) made another very memorable year. If I had to chose, it would be a photograph from the march and minute’s silence for murdered Arkadiusz Jozwik in Harlow Essex. The atmosphere was incredibly respectful and the group I photographed just struck me as so sad. Such a pointless act with such terrible consequences.

Anyway enough words here are the pictures.

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Lesbos-The Refugee crisis

The death of Aylan Kurdi or, more specifically, the photographs of his body washed up on a beach in Bodrum, Turkey seemed to cause a seismic shift in public attitude towards the plight of those risking all to escape their own countries for life in Europe.

I was despatchedby The Daily Telegraph to Turkey in the aftermath of that event and then onto the Greek Island of Lesbos.  Where a backlog in processing onward travel documents had caused a bottleneck of somewhere in the region of 20,000 refugees, all keen to reach the Greek mainland and continue their journey to a new home.  More often than not we were told that their intended destination was Germany.

Myself and a colleague drove from Bodrum to Ayvalik and caught the ferry to Lesbos.  As we arrived in the port of Mytilene on Lesbos it became obvious things were getting out of control.  There was an angry demo taking place with lots of young men demanding their travel documents.  The riot police were out and the whole place had the feel that it was near boiling point.  We skirted through the edge of the demo and booked into a hotel right across the road from the dock where we had landed.  We dumped our luggage and went straight back outside.

The demonstrators had been chanting and wandering up and down the streets outside the port when we arrived but had now returned to the makeshift camp in the terminal, where a stand-off was in place with the baton and shield wielding police.

Almost immediately, there was a police charge and I found myself in exactly the wrong place between the charging police and the now retreating protesters.  Two police with raised batons came hurtling towards me.  Having nowhere to run, I stood my ground, camera held aloft and shouted as loud as I could “HANG ON HANG ON “.  Thankfully, the two officers parted around me and chased after the demonstrators.

It was a far cry from an out and out riot.  The refugees, mainly Syrian, would regroup and the police would chase after them, belting those that were too slow.  A few were injured and received first aid from other demonstrators.

In between the charges, we were beseiged by demonstrators begging us to help them.  They didn’t want money just someone, anyone to fix the mess they were in.  Essentially, the problem was that there were thousands of people in the port and each one was waiting to be issued with a piece of paper which would allow them to buy a ticket and board the ferry for mainland Greece.  There were only two government officials working short hours to issue these bits of paper.  The queues were momentous and people were essentially living next to the issuing office with no access to toilet facilities or fresh water and on funds that were dwindling away.  Funds which they would need for the rest of their journeys.  The 35ºC heat wasn’t helping matters either.

When things calmed down for the evening we headed back to the hotel.

At first light we went back to the port.  The queues had already formed for that day’s short issuing window. Those lucky enough to have tents and those who had been sleeping with their families on nothing more than the floor were stirring and getting ready to face another day in the heat with little food or water.  Everyone we spoke to told the same story, all they wanted was that little piece of paper.  It seemed ridiculous that such a desperate situation could be caused by obvious incompetence.  Everyone seemed agreed that all that was required was more officials working longer hours to get the backlog cleared, and that the backlog was getting worse because refugees were arriving by dinghy at the rate of about 1,000 per day on the north coast of the island, near a town called Molivos.

We set off to Molivos the next day, a distance of about 60km.  On the way, we saw hundreds of refugees making the journey to Mytilene by foot.  There were no buses and locals, and indeed ourselves, had been told that giving lifts would be treated as ‘trafficking’.

Everyone we passed was still smiling from the joy of finally being in Europe.  It was a long walk in blistering heat but they considered themselves lucky.  At least they had survived the most perilous part of their journey, the sea.  Later, that afternoon, we were on the coast road as a dinghy came in.  We raced down to the landing site and watched the first steps of these latest arrivals on European soil.

That evening we witnessed the Coastguard delivering a boatful of refugees rescued from their sinking dinghies and the following morning watched as they left the pretty town of Moilivos and were finally bussed to Mytilene, it turned out one of the only ways to jump the registration queue was to be ‘lucky’ enough to almost drown, those picked up by the Coastguard get registered. We followed them back and, after getting lost a few times, found the new ‘Registration’ facility that had been erected the evening before.  It was almost deserted. The UNHCR and the Greeks had been hard at it for 18 hours and had broken the back of the backlog.  They had registered over 12,000 people.

It wasn’t the registration that was the problem they explained.  The problem was that there were simply not enough spaces on the ferries during the tourist season.  Now that had ended the space had freed up and they were able to shift large numbers of people at speed off the island.  I went back to the port that evening and watched as people waved from packed ferries, on their way at last.  The port was a lot quieter.

I visited the port one more time the following day, before flying home.  It was transformed. There were still people camped out but the numbers had been slashed.  There was order to replace the chaos.  As long as the authories can keep that flow to the mainland there will be some semblance of normality returning to Lesbos.  However, with the same numbers arriving on the north of the island everyday, they will have to keep on top of it or it will return to the desperate conditions we first witnessed in no time at all.

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Mulholland’s Mumbles 13/05/15- The Doorstep Challenge

Well that was an eventful week that was.  Two of the biggest domestic news jobs of the year, both of which consisted of hours of waiting preceded by months of planning to take a ‘couple walk out of building and pose on steps’ picture.

It sounds very straightforward I know, I mean how difficult can it be?  They’re not moving very fast, in fact, they’re not really moving much at all.  The difficulty factor should register very low for this one.

The only problem was that the first job was the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge leaving the Lindo Wing of St Mary’s Hospital Paddington with, their new addition to the family, Princess Charlotte and the second job was David and Samantha Cameron outside Number 10 Downing Street following his party’s success in winning the General Election.

Still… when it comes down to it, it is still ‘couple walk out of building and pose on steps’…  anyone could do that, couldn’t they ? Or maybe there is a bit more to it?

On big set-piece pictures like this, as with every other job in press photography, position is king.  One would imagine that it is just a case of stand directly opposite the door, out they come, bosh, job’s a good’un.  The trouble is that well over 100 other photographers and broadcasters have also worked that out and not all of them can be in that ‘sweet spot’.

At the hospital, last time there had been an impending royal birth the media ended up camping outside the Lindo Wing for three weeks; mostly with nothing to report, guarding their positions jealously and generally getting in the way of the normal busy mechanics of hospital life. This time and with the help of Kensington Palace, the police, the NMA (News Media Association, which deals with allocating government and royal rotas, amongst many other tasks), the WPA (which does a similar job for the wire agencies), the hospital PR department and a few control freak photographers, a system of ‘pens’ were set up outside the Lindo Wing and all accredited press were put in a draw for positions.  Pen A was directly opposite the door and the Daily Telegraph was given their primary position there with a secondary spot in Pen C, which was further up the road to the right of the door as you look at it.

The plan was for the pens to become operational when the Duchess was admitted to the hospital.  Kensington Palace would announce on Twitter that she had gone into labour and staff from the Palace press team would police the uptake of the pre-allocated positions.

A slight panic on the Tuesday before the Duchess gave birth, caused by erroneous tweets of convoys being seen on their way, lead to several days of staking out the hospital.  However, no-one, apart from the union-flag clad Superfans, tried to set up shop and the hospital carried on as normal.  Although, there was perhaps a surge in profits in the hospital cafe.

My colleague ,Geoff Pugh, was on early call on Saturday, the day of the birth, and so was in place as soon as the pens opened.  Geoff and I had planned to toss a coin to see who went into which pen but, as it was quickly apparent it would be a short hospital stay, and he was already in place, it seemed silly to start messing about.  I got set up in Pen C and had barely sorted my gear before we were told that Prince William was on his way out to collect Prince George so he could come and meet his new sister.  Prince William gave a quick wave to the cameras on his departure and returned about 20 minutes later with his son. This made a great picture, the second heir to the throne carrying the third heir to the throne.  We even got a little wave from George.  Any other day and that picture would have flown onto the covers of all the newspapers.

After William slipped out the back to take George home, it was obvious our day would be ending sooner rather than later and finally the moment arrived.  The Duke and Duchess of Cambridge with the new Princess Charlotte came out of the door and onto the steps to pose for the world’s media.

One doorstep done, one more to go.  Time to start thinking about Downing Street and  when we would be seeing a Prime Minister.

It was less than a week before the General Election.  So whilst balancing a few other jobs, including a portrait of Theresa May and a long wait for Boris Johnson to cast his vote in Islington, I got all my batteries charged up, checked remote triggers and cleared my computer’s hard-drive ready for the next big doorstep.

As everyone is now aware, the polls were a disaster and the Conservative Party won by a fair old majority.  We had expected the formation of another coalition to take anything up to and possibly beyond a week and were expecting to be almost camped in Downing Street whilst the backroom horse-trading went on.

We had organised a grid of positions directly opposite Number 10 and had once again drawn lots for those positions. At 5AM on the day after voting I headed out to set up facing the famous door.

As the morning wore on it became more and more obvious we would be seeing David and Samantha posing for us…  We even got a practice when they returned at 7.30am from the count in Witney, where Mr Cameron had held his seat.

Everyone seemed happy with their position and we just had to wait until the newly confirmed PM had visited the Queen before getting the traditional waving picture around lunchtime.  All went to plan and for once we all got an earlyish exit.

On both these jobs I used a Nikon D4S and a 70-200mm 2.8 lens, though I did add a 2X converter for the pictures of William carrying Prince George.  I was also using a WT5 wireless transmitter ,which attaches to the camera and allows you to file straight to the office via FTP using a mobile broadband mifi device.  I shot raw Neff files alongside the JPEGS ,which I cropped via the camera screen, tagged then filed.  On both occasions my photographs were the first to drop in the office.

Mcc0062096 ©Eddie Mulholland 07831257107 The Duke and Duchess of Cambridge's baby girl born today at St Mary's hospital London.

Mcc0062096 ©Eddie Mulholland 07831257107 The Duke and Duchess of Cambridge's baby girl born today at St Mary's hospital London.

Mcc0062096 ©Eddie Mulholland 07831257107 The Duke and Duchess of Cambridge's baby girl born today at St Mary's hospital London.

Mcc0062096 ©Eddie Mulholland 07831257107 The Duke and Duchess of Cambridge's baby girl born today at St Mary's hospital London.

Mcc0062288 ©Eddie Mulholland 07831257107 General Election Tory Victory.

Mcc0062288 ©Eddie Mulholland 07831257107 General Election Tory Victory.

Mcc0062288 ©Eddie Mulholland 07831257107 General Election Tory Victory.

The bits in between…



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In the spiritual home of Newspapers, the start of a series of exhibitions of the very best Press Photography, get yourself down there and buy a piece of history.

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Five Funerals and No wedding.

Run…run for the hills…It’s that time of year again . I’ve been trawling through my work in 2014, some great trips and some fascinating jobs as is usual and as expected this blog will have a whole shed load of pictures. My jobs this year seemed to have formed themselves into loose groups.

Royals is one group including trips to New Zealand, Australia and Oman. I seem to have photographed Prince Harry a lot this year compared with previous years and obviously The Duchess of Cambridge still figures quite high on the table too.

Politics is in there too, though I notice I’ve somehow managed to avoid the biggest political character of the year Nigel Farage.

WWI and WWII both had big anniversaries this year; the 70th for D-Day and of course 100th for the start of the First World War. The fantastic Blood Swept Lands and Seas of Red installation at The Tower of London featured heavily and when Princes Harry and William visited with The Duchess of Cambridge it seemed to tie my year all together with the royal coverage I’d been doing elsewhere.

As always there was the supply of ‘fluff’… photocalls, features, business portraits and the hardy annuals of Wimbledon and Ascot.

The final group is funerals. I’ve covered five this year. The first was the funeral of Roger Lloyd-Pack, ‘Trigger’ from Only Fools and Horses. The second was of Private William McAleer buried 100 years after his death during WWI. Labour MP and anti-war campaigner Tony Benn was next. The Duchess of Devonshire’s funeral at Chatsworth House was a considerably different affair with estate staff lining the route, something I’d never seen before but saw again quite soon after at the Duke of Marlborough’s funeral.

I’m not really going to say much about the individual pictures or talk about the jobs themselves because I wanted to mention a few observations about the industry I work in that have come to the forefront this year.

Apparently cameras, especially the ones on iPhones, are so good nowadays that anyone can do this job. Local newspaper groups have been laying off experienced staff photographers on a catastrophic scale and replacing them with reporters using smartphones and User Generated Content (UGC). The NUJ was even offering courses for reporters on how to get the most out of their iPhones. After much uproar and hard work by photographer members the course was cancelled, but the principle was upheld that courses would be available for any member in any area so it’s only a matter of time until this raises it’s ugly head again. That aside, I think the move to using the work of visually literate professionals to using what is essentially amateur material is very dangerous, especially if that work is submitted from unknown sources and is difficult to verify. We’ve seen examples of photographs being used for propaganda in wars when they were taken in a totally different conflict. There was also an incident at Belmarsh Crown Court: Press Photographers and TV Cameramen, aware of the Precincts of Court Legislation, were positioned so as not to contravene the law. They had all agreed to stay back because the reporters congregating a foot from the door were worried that if anyone was seen with a camera by the door then they (the reporters) would get moved off the precincts and would not be able to question the ‘target’ as he left the building. When the ‘target’ came out the reporters all started filming and photographing on their phones, blocking the picture professionals they were actually working with. Their pictures were poor and not worthy of publication, which you would expect but the real problem here is their lack of understanding of the law. They were photographing and filming on court precincts, which is illegal. They were breaking the law because they are not trained to do the job. I think it’s fair to say that this sort of action is insulting to say the least. The fact is, and especially on local papers, the reporters have little or no choice about absorbing the role of a photographer (though one group, The NUJ Chapel at Newsquest Stourbridge, has just refused to do exactly that) you can’t really blame them. They are told to do it and there is not that much they can do about it.

The really big problem with reporter pictures and those sent in by the public, which local newspaper groups use at the expense of staff photography, is one of quality. The fact is most of the time these pictures are rubbish.  They are often unsharp, frequently poorly exposed and almost always badly composed and as such add nothing to the publication, whether in print or online. The publication suffering is not a good thing, it means you lose readers and subscribers, which ultimately means you lose advertisers and revenue. If you lose advertisers what do you do ? Answer, you lose more jobs. This causes more damage to the publication and the spiral down to full closure becomes just a matter of time.

Essentially it is a problem with management. It seems the theory of increasing profit by cutting back is the only strategy many of our industry leaders rely upon. Often they are accountants who understand maths but really can’t get their heads around creativity. They don’t seem to see that people, readers, subscribers and advertisers don’t want a second rate product. Cutting back, making the people who create the product redundant whilst employing more accountants to justify the redundancies is quite obviously not the way forward, but these idiots are not going to sack themselves are they? They will however be the last rats standing as the industry sinks, at which point they’ll give themselves a big pay-off and move onto another industry to screw up.

One of the arguments to be thrown at photographers earlier this year was that the quality of cameras is such nowadays that really anyone can do the job… Which I’m afraid is true. However the natural conclusion of this logic is that surely the quality of pens and pencils is so good nowadays that anyone can be a writer… Also true, but there is a world of difference between a good writer/reporter and the average Joe on the street isn’t there?

True, anyone can take a picture and indeed anyone can write a story but the difference is all about the quality. It’s quality that readers, subscribers and advertisers want. A pen is like a camera, it is a tool. In the hand of someone who knows how to use it it becomes a whole lot more.

Anyway, here are some pictures that anyone with an iPhone could have taken….

See if you can spot the one that actually was.

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D-Day 2014

I’ve covered the 50th, 60th,65th and now the 70th Anniversary of the 1944 D-Day landings in Normandy. Each and every time its been the greatest of privileges to meet and photograph the veterans who took part in that heroic endeavour.

As usual with any event that involves Heads of State and Royalty the form filling and accreditation procedures were ridiculously over complicated . The biggest challenge was to acquire a ‘Presse’ car sticker which would allow you to move around on the roads which were to be closed to everyone else on the big day… previous experience had shown this not to actually work but we waited around for 3 hours anyway to pick them up. My colleague Paul Grover spent this time elsewhere picking up the relevant passes required for each seperate event. By the end of the day we had all the bits of plastic and paper that we needed and just had to decide who was covering what. A further meeting with The Palace press people the following day was the last piece in the jigsaw.

Paul and I were in agreement that the veterans were to be our main concern. We found quite a few of the veterans also felt that the event had been a bit hijacked by VIP’s . We were going to have to cover the Royals when they turned up but prior to the big day we would concentrate on the ‘vets’.

I had a portrait to do of a fella called Jock Hutton who at 83 years of age was going to be parachuting back onto the field he’d landed in 70 years ago. There was also a video of him chatting to shoot so that (what with picking the passes up) took care of Tuesday 3rd.

I’d had this idea to shoot a set of portraits and to get the person to say a few words which would then be laid over the photograph on the website. The desk was quite keen that we did this sooner rather than later so Paul and I set out on Wednesday 4th to track some veterans down and get this project done and dusted. The main problem wasn’t finding them but finding them ‘Blazered up’ as in wearing official blazers and all their medals and berets. They generally only wear these on certain occasions so we had to track ones down that were actually attending official events. Paul tracked a group down in Arromanches and with a little help from my friends I tracked down a coachload in Thury Harcourt who were attending several events that day. I did the pictures on my Nikon 50mm 1.4 and used a ‘Zoom H 1″ MP3 recorder.

When someone you know passes away it’s easy to be reminded of what they looked like with photographs but the sound of their voice is far harder to recall, I was hoping this gallery  would keep these veterans frozen in time .

This link should take you to the gallery :

On the 65th Anniversary Peter Macdiarmid from Getty and I had photographed a display of about 20,000 Union flags planted in the sand at Asnelles (Gold beach) by British Legion volunteers each one with a message to the soldiers who took part in 1944. This year they were repeating the display so that was one for Thursday 5th. I covered a Royal Artillery ceremony in Hermanville in the morning which made great pictures once we took some of the Veterans out onto the sand. Then as I was finishing wiring I got a call from the desk saying that a picture had dropped of the flags already and there was quite a lot of interest in it. I said I’d be there in ten minutes and tore off up the coast road, I say tore up but it was more like an amble behind loads of ‘re-enactors’ driving WW2 jeeps and wearing WW2 uniforms.

Dave Parker from The Mail was in the car park by the beach when I arrived. We needed a veteran or two to pose with the flags and a two coachloads had just left. Dave spotted one and we wandered over to have a chat, his name was Cyril Ager (89). As usual with these men he was only too happy to help and we chatted for a few minutes then wandered over. I had no idea what the picture was like that the desk were interested in but there was only really one way to shoot it. The only question was where to focus on the veteran or on the nearest flags or stopped right down and somewhere in between. I did all the above and they went for the one that was sharp on him.

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And the Veterans from the Wiltshire British Legion back on Sword beach Hermanville.

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June 6th was an early start. I wasn’t convinced that the car stickers would work so I set off for Arromanches at 5am. Paul left for Bayeux at the same time.

I saw the sun rise over the beach and did some pictures of the Normandy veterans Association raising their flag for the final time then settled in to wait for the ceremony at 6pm that the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge would be attending. The guessing was that at some point we would see the royals in amongst the veterans. In an ideal world they would join in the sing song at the end of the ceremony and link arms to do ‘Auld Lang Syne’. In the end the only time they were with veterans was at a pooled Tea Party out of sight. The pictures from the fixed point were boring. It was a massive missed opportunity by the Palace but having said that the day wasn’t about Kate and William so in a way I think they made the right call.

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Just when we thought D-Day was over a spanner was thrown into the works. A Pensioner, Bernard Jordan (89) had allegedly ‘Escaped’ from his Care Home in Sussex and made his way to Normandy to take part in the events. Eventually we got his name then the evening turned into a search for him only ending in the port of Ouistrehem at about 23.15 when footage emerged on ITN of him taking the ferry back to Portsmouth at lunchtime.

June 7th was a Saturday and being part of the seven day Telegraph pictures operation meant Paul and I had to track something down. Paul went to Ranville to see if any veterans were visiting the cemetery and I went to Port-en-Bessin where I’d heard there was a ceremony to commemorate The Royal Marines. I was joined by fellow photographer Phil Coburn who was on for The Sunday Mirror.

Hand on heart this was without a doubt the best and most moving D-Day event I’ve ever covered. I don’t think the story is particularly well known, probably because it is remembered the day after D-Day so most of the media have left Normandy. The bones of it are that on the 6th June 1944 47 Royal Marine Commando landed taking heavy losses at Asnelles.Five of the Landing craft carrying the Commando ashore were sunk by mines and beach obstacles with the loss of 76 of the 420 men. They fought their way inland then moved across behind enemy lines to Port-en-Bessin which was their target. Two gun emplacements had to be taken to liberate the town and secure the port for fuel lines to be installed which would then allow the vehicles of the allies to push on into France and eventually Germany.

The great thing about this event was the obvious warmth that the town felt towards the men who had liberated them. The French are a very welcoming people and they really opened up their arms to these returning heroes. The parade of vintage vehicles through the town drew massive crowds and when a veteran was spotted in the seat of a jeep or lorry in his distinctive green beret the locals would reach out to shake their hands often encouraging their children to reach out also. No VIP’s in sight apart from the real ones who had actually been there 70 years ago.

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