I knew a lovely old boy, who in 1944 as a 17 year old Home Guard Gunner was one of a 3.7inch gun team who brought down a V.1 Doodlebug (one of the very first cruise missiles).

They almost succeeded too well, as they could see it plummeting towards them.

When they emerged for the shelter they had dived into, they found the crater just in front of the gun pit. The barrel of the 3.7 was bent up like a banana.

When William passed a few years ago he must have been one of the last men with a V.1 in his score book.

I take it that the guy in the photo avoids taking them too far in front, and avoids standing in front of his house when doing so.