I'll be seeing you

The 1940's weekend in Howarth co-incided with my 45th Birthday, so we gathered up a group of friends, organised a mini bus and dress hire and hurtled back in time.

I had rather hoped to look like the sort of girl that never went short of chocolate and silk stockings, sadly I looked like her mother. Note to self - you are 45, in the event of an Elland invasion you WILL be her mother!

Lieutenant Chris Smith (American Navy) & his lady wife, Nu Smith who are expecting their war baby in August.

Colonel Malcolm Campbell  (United States Army, 1st Airborne) & his fiancee, Kirsty

Nurses straight from Pearl Harbour, Lyndsey & Denise - men died whilst they applied their lipstick.

Brigadier Stephen Smyth, whose cap has been retired with full military honours.


The marching band (unfortunately for all its linky do-dahs the Howarth 1940's weekend website is shockingly short on information so I can't tell you which marching band this is but they were Splendid.)



We were in good company.

There were a fair amount of the over here, over paid and over sexed brigade out on Saturday, and several wives of British men fighting overseas who were clearly no better than they ought to be.






The Brigadier said the Pearl Harbour Nurses were "damn fine fillies" which was nice.


This young nurse however only had eyes for this rather dashing airman.


These gentlemen are clearly appreciating the charms of this lovely land girl.


You wouldn't think there was a war on would you? 






A great opportunity for everyone to let their hair down in such austere times.


Well, most people.  The hun didn't really go in for giggling and playing up to the camera's!



Rumour has it this mother and daughter have a thriving black market business, but shh! Loose lips sink ships.

Pearl harbour nurses putting their lipstick through its paces.

 
These ladies were quite clearly throwing caution to the wind.


And Lieutant Smith was keeping a watchful eye on them, under the equally watchful eye of Mrs Smith!


Brigadier Smyth was also concerned for their well being and declared them "damn fine fillies" and the whole day as "top hole, absolutely spiffing".