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TITLE
Tain - Voices From Their Past (7 of 13)
EXTERNAL ID
TDM_ISMAMUNRO_02
PLACENAME
Tain
OLD COUNTY/PARISH
ROSS: Tain
DATE OF RECORDING
2005
PERIOD
2000s
CREATOR
Isma Munro
SOURCE
Tain & District Museum
ASSET ID
3085
KEYWORDS
audios
Second World War
World War 2

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This audio recording is part of a World War II project carried out by Tain and District Museum. 'Voices From Their Past - Messages For Your Future' was recorded in 2005. The lady being interviewed in this extract is Isma Munro.

'During the early years of the war I was a student and the only kind of holidays we could afford in those days were with a bicycle and a tent. A friend and I were on, just on one such holiday when cycling along between Perth and Stirling we came upon a sergeant-major ill-treating a group of recruits. He was bawling at them and actually striking them and kicking them in the rear end. We got off our bicycles and got great satisfaction by shouting all sorts of things at him and calling him names and a brute and all sorts of things, and we also told him what these boys' mothers would have done to him had they known how he was treating their offspring.'

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Tain - Voices From Their Past (7 of 13)

ROSS: Tain

2000s

audios; Second World War; World War 2;

Tain & District Museum

Voices From Their Past - Tain

This audio recording is part of a World War II project carried out by Tain and District Museum. 'Voices From Their Past - Messages For Your Future' was recorded in 2005. The lady being interviewed in this extract is Isma Munro.<br /> <br /> 'During the early years of the war I was a student and the only kind of holidays we could afford in those days were with a bicycle and a tent. A friend and I were on, just on one such holiday when cycling along between Perth and Stirling we came upon a sergeant-major ill-treating a group of recruits. He was bawling at them and actually striking them and kicking them in the rear end. We got off our bicycles and got great satisfaction by shouting all sorts of things at him and calling him names and a brute and all sorts of things, and we also told him what these boys' mothers would have done to him had they known how he was treating their offspring.'