The Huns don’t like it up ’em

But at least the ladies have important things to think about.

A page from the Daily Mirror on D-Day 1944, when my Dad was doing his bit in the Royal Air Force to stick it to Adolf.

Hopefully, his girlfriend back in West Calder was using her ration book on Eve Toilet soap.

Daily Mirror on D-Day

Daily Mirror on D-Day

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