Adrian Garraway Kingsley was my father’s cousin, someone he had looked up to during his youth and spoke of fondly. We visited Adrian’s grave in the Florence War Cemetery for British and Commonwealth forces killed between 1943 and 1945. It was an even more poignant interlude for us when we realised that we were visiting on the eve of the 67th anniversary of his death in September 1944. Adrian Kingsley died helping to liberate Florence from its occupiers, and his is one of more than 1600 graves in this beautifully kept cemetery just outside the city by the river.
What’s this blog, then?
This blog’s about our life on the open road.
Who are we? Adrian and Ellie and a big red campervan.
Where are we? We’re on the road. Somewhere. Or will be, soon.
Where are we going? Ask us tomorrow or the next day.
Where have we been, and what have we done? That’s what this blog’s about.
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