I recently had an amazing stroke of good luck when wartime letters from my Grandfather, an officer in 1 Bn Border Regt, were offered to me having been out of the family for decade. Grandad died in 1995 and I never really knew him as I should, but I have already learnt so much through reading his letters. He fought in Oosterbeek during Market Garden and it seems he didn't want to talk about that. What I did discover was that during Op HUSKEY his glider had crashed into the sea 5 miles from Sicily and spent 7 1/2 hours in the Med before being rescued. After the war he felt badly treated by the Labour government and wrote that he wanted to give them a piece of his mind: "...I often feel like gathering all the badly done-to ex servicemen around me and marching with them to the House and making every rotten and inefficient MP listen to every mans story and grievance and not leaving the place until they had passed Bill after Bill allowing us our due rights in the country for which we gave so much and got so little." Sound familiar?