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Today in History Tokyo Bay.

  August 27, 1945, 73 years ago today The Battle Ships USS MISSOURI, HMS KING GEORGE V,& HMS DUKE OF YORK, enter TOKYO Harbour. As a nineteen-year-old at that time, I felt some  emotion as my Ship The HMS  KG V  & Vice Admiral Bernard Rawlings had served the full two terms during the past conflict and followed the HMS  Duke Of York into Tokyo harbour which had not fired an angry shot and was newly arrived with a more senior admiral - Admiral Bruce Fraser ( Affectionally Known as The Station-master of the Fleet Train (Logistic vessells)  Who served his time in a Sydney office while the crew of  HMS  Duke of York enjoyed the Joys of Sydney Unfortunately, there was a great deal of disrespect shown in many ways toward this Rank pulling by Admiral Frazer and the smell never went away, letters from men of the British Pacific Fleet vilified him but there was never an apology from  Admiral Frazer.   Vest Daily Gaggle.  Some Smells last forever.

Cock-a doodle-doo.

Words for this Wednesday are.  Yellow. Zinnias. Adjust. Boots. Chicken. Doomed.   I remember well my pre-teenage years at the home of my adopted family within a  village in the English countryside. The front garden of the house was dedicated to flowers as was the custom and adorned with a variety of flowers. Although * Zinnias had become popular. Zinnias seeds dominated the soil and proved a pestilence to other varieties and other floral varieties were *doomed to extinction.  The rear garden or behind the house and adjoining half an acre was deemed as industrial which included a large shed and *Chicken pens also a few goats and vegetable beds' where quite often a few loose chickens which somehow had escaped from the pen would be scratching around the soil. of course, chasing after these escapees in rubber boots would be a futile exercise They would eventually find their way back to the pen at roosting time in the evening. after which one was able to *adjust the hole in the wir