My perfect penpal
THE film The Guernsey Literary And Potato Peel Pie Society relates how the island’s children were evacuated just days before the Nazis invaded.
I was one of those evacuees. I was sent to Glasgow and never saw my mother again — she died on the island during the war. My father and older brother were sent to an internment camp in Germany.
I joined the Royal Signals and in 1946 was stationed in Berlin. I wrote to my cousin and asked if she could find me a pen pal.
I received a letter from a young lady by the name of Margery and we started to correspond. We met a year later on a railway station, wed in 1950 and are still happily married after 68 years.
PeRCY HARRIS, Beccles, Suffolk.