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Alba and Albion

Alba and Albion are just the same, but the White Isle is all inflamed going barmy with boredom hoping or fearing the ballot of 9/18 that could make or break the Kingdom by the Sea, if independence or separation it be: Gordon and Ray had their day as comrades in the Royal Artillery as NCOs. Gordon worked the big gun positions - twenty-one milers - in his clever head as Ray sketched the target, one a Scotsman, one an Englishmen, both Britons fighting the only 'good war' against the evil Nazi regime, but whichever side they would have taken brothers in arms in war - and peace -would surely have been their order of the day that others should emulate I should say.

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