Grandad Bill a great story teller

Went Nan Savages at morning till dinner, then went Nan Wenham’s. Grandad* told me how he won the war! Got home at 2.20pm. Stayed in in afternoon. Revised at night.

* Grandad Bill was my dads father and was always telling us stories about the war or ghost stories that occurred in the Howley area of Warrington where my grandad was brought up in the early part of the 20th century. His war stories were legendary although I don’t believe them, nevertheless they were funny. One story that stands out in my mind is that he said he was guarding the Nazi Herman Goring in his cell while awaiting trial for war crimes at Nuremburg just after the war. My grandad said he took him out of his cell when nobody was looking and gave him a good thrashing knocking the Nazi’s gold tooth out then threw him back in his cell. Considering Goring was a big man and my grandad was only about 5ft 2 I find it hard to believe but there are many other such stories that are equally as funny.