For a few days it had been very quiet. No Yanks were to be seen, their 82nd Airborne Division apparently were off training again somewhere. But the Poles had also gone and there were extra masses being said.
What was unusual was the change in air activity. It was not just quieter but the pattern had changed and again faces that had become familiar were not being seen. There had been lulls before when the faces then changed.
However, it was summer and the best time to do things and make changes. There were rumours and the know-alls were saying one thing or another but there was nothing on the radio or hints in the press.
And there were other things. Would the butcher have something better than stringy old mutton this week? Would we be able to trade our sweet ration for more eggs? What was on at the pictures?
Would the stock of potatoes last until the next crop? Could we be in time to be at the front of the queue at the fish and chip shop? Would we be lucky enough to get some coal in during the summer?
Also, we had hoped to be able to get out a bit more but the weather had been bad.
Five years ago this was posted about HMS "Boadicea" and it will serve to explain how the next few days changed everything.