by Elizabeth King

My grandparents died years ago.I knew my grandpa had a brother, Ernest Faure who died at Delville Wood. He was young and handsome.

I have photos of him as a teenager sitting with arms folded, proudly posing with his school rugby team in South Africa. I often thought what would have happened to him had he not perish there, never to be found. I was told he was a medic.

Only a few years ago did I discover that he was engaged to my grandmother. There are no photos of them together.

When he died, she married my grandpa and the rest, as they say is history…strange fate, indeed.