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There is a good story in everyone... and wisdom comes with age...at least that's what they say, having lived some eighty years I should have a number of stories and be very wise... I've certainly had the experiences that longevity brings, and I hope I have acquired a modicum of wisdom. I have met some very decent honest people and also some downright scoundrels that ought to be locked up... some of them have been, I have related stories of my life to several of my close friends over the years and was finally persuaded to write them down. My first book, The Price of Freedom, recounts my experiences as a National Serviceman from the age of 21 in 1960 and is fictionalised to protect the innocent but the events depicted are based on fact

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“It all started.. at the beginning” The story begins with the arrival of the envelope which filled every parent with dread “The brown envelope addressed to Mr. Conrad Davenport, with the stamp HMS, fell onto the hall carpet of the Davenports modest house in the small Yorkshire town of Bridlington. it lay there for several hours, its contents known to but a few faceless civil servants.

When Mrs. Moira Davenport arrived home from her mundane job in the local confectioners shop were she worked to supplement the households meagre income, her hand went to her mouth instinctively, and she cried out ‘Oh please God, not Conrad, you've already taken one of my two sons from me, isn't that enough

for you?’ She stumbled into the kitchen and sat down, and cried... as all mothers have done since time began, when their sons or daughters are about to be taken from them, for the 'safety and glory' of the country, or whatever excuse is put out by the powers that be…”

Lance-Corporal Colin Denby winning the 1500 metre run setting a new SHAPE record time for the event of 4 minutes and 47 seconds. He also won two five mile races and has won prizes in the SHAPE Tennis Association tournaments.

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"A Moment in Time."

The Price of Freedom sets the story with the receipt of an envelope which fills every parent with dread “The brown envelope addressed to Mr. Conrad Davenport, with the stamp HMS, fell onto the hall carpet of the Davenports modest house in the small Yorkshire town of Bridlington. it lay there for several hours, its contents known to but a few faceless civil servants.”