Flag, what flag?
The mystery of what happened to a red flag remains a mystery.
"What a sad, sad sight is a tree mutilated long before it reaches its prime.
Yet, it did have its hour of glory. Walking past the tree some four years ago with my late brother, he asked me "Do you remember VE day?" "No", I replied, I was too young.
He said at that time, flown from that tree, were the flags of the allies. The next day passers by noticed the hammer and sickle was nowhere to be seen. It was reported as stolen - it even made the headlines of the local paper with headlines like "Who has insulted our gallant allies?"
Everyone in Blackwood looked sideways at each other and asked Was it you? and commented to one another. It could have been him or it could have been them. But they never looked at or asked my brother, who always looked as if butter would be safe from melting in his mouth.
And what happened to the hammer and sickle flag?
Well in those days is was almost obligatory for households to have a red chenille tablecloth. Must be admitted, there was something a little bit different in ours it was amber in colour!"