Albert trudged wearily through the mud sodden field, the early morning mist swirling like wraiths in the crisp light of the winter dawn. It was mid-January 1915 and Albert was desperately lost. His regiment had been fighting in the area for some time; forever it seemed. Now, though, Albert was alone an lost. The light …
At Uni After Class…
The anticipation was killing me! I couldn’t concentrate on anything my lecturer was telling us; all I could do was stare at my Master. He was sat not too far in front of me and could probably see me staring at him. But it was the thing in his pocket that I was fixed on. …