Branded a D-Day Dodgers, the men who fought their way through Italy experienced some of the worst conditions and most bitter fighting of World War Two. Desperate to go abroad and get into the shooting war, Albert Darlington lied about his age and at only sixteen years old he enlisted into the Army.
His Battalion was to win more Battle Honours and suffer more casualties than any other Regiment. Albert paints a vivid, humorous, and at times harrowing picture of war as seen through the eyes of a private soldier. The only survivor of his original band of brothers, Albert makes the reader walk beside him through the excitement and the misery, the fun and the sadness. Never being given more than the most basic information, the PBI (Poor Bloody Infantry) was expected to take the fight right into the face of the enemy. A quick wit, some good luck and infantry skills, carried him through the Italian Campaign.
Severely wounded for a second time, Albert left the Army in 1945 and returned to the chill of his father and stepmother’s Birmingham home. They didn’t want him before the war and they still didn’t want him now. In a Britain unrecognisable today, and within the space of a few years, Albert variously finished his apprenticeship as a toolmaker, acted as the getaway driver in an armed robbery, ran his own engineering company an d was invited to the Queen’s Garden Party at Buckingham Palace. Albert Darlington dodged nothing.
The D-Day Dodger: "256 pages with 20 b&w photographs running through the text on high quality paper".
