When my Grandma died in the 1970’s my Grandad came to stay with us. He used to tell me stories about the motorcycles, Douglas and Triumphs that he had ridden in his time in Salonika in the Great War. Like many from his generation he never talked about the horrors just the funny stories about things he and his friends got up to. Of course I regret that I never asked the right questions before he died, so when my Mother acquired copies of his service records I wanted to find out more. This blog will be the story of my research.