As France fell my great uncle Ioannis (John) Colentzos was captain of a Greek freighter berthed in Bordeaux. He a did not wish to remain in the port as he was uncertain of what the outcome might be for his vessel once the Germans got there. Greece was not in the war at that time but he did not want to risk his ship or the lives of his crew. He decided to prepare his ship for sea and set sail. This was going to be difficult as he could not get a pilot and would have to go up the river under the cover of darkness; no mean feat. As he was conducting his preparations he was approached by a Spaniard who came on board and asked if he would take a small party of Spaniards with him to wherever he was going. My great uncle decided. He said he proposed to sail to Britain and he would take them with him. It transpired that the people he was carrying were the members of the exiled Spanish government. As a thank you the leader of the contingent, on their arrival at Milford Haven, presented him with his watch. The watch was inscribed with his name which was Negre who it transpired was the exiled prime minister. My cousin still has the watch it being passed down the male line of the familly.
Negrín did indeed leave from Bourdeaux/Burdeos, in something of a hurry and in no great need of publicity, which may explain the “Negre”.
- A curious little hagiography
Good Catholic girls here wept bitter tears in the 40s and 50s at the tale of the final conversation between Luis
- Narco tombs in San Miguel Arcángel, Culiacán and Barcelona
Luis Estrada’s new narcoflick, El Infierno, a brilliant narcoart short by Don Bartletti, and a couple of my old photos.
- Dutchmen and Dagos
Captain Kettle, the British Library Online Newspaper Archive and our fellow-Europeans.
- Bin the NHS
This rings the bell of personal experience: blood samples repeatedly lost, causing extra nights in hospital; no mechanism to push test
- Why I’m called Trevor
Or rather, how my grandfather seems to have been named after a minor railway station.