A short story of a first day for two young men in 1940.

At the end of World War II came to an end and career military aircraft with piston engine. There were early designs do not require screws to be lifted into the air. Jets have evolved on both sides of the front and everywhere work on them attached great importance, because they are open to the air entirely new horizons. The development of some of these machines has advanced so far that they could take part in battles in recent months of war. The most famous of them was the Messerschmitt Me 262 Schwalbe («Swallow") – the last hope of the Third Reich to overcome the superiority of the Allies in the air. The outcome of the war this aircraft, of course, has not changed, but he opened up entirely new era in aviation history – the age of jet.

This is a story based in WWII over the Battle of Britain.

The beautiful mountains of wales have claimed many Airmen my account of two such tragedies.

This is a story I wrote about the Battle of Britain through the eyes of a German bomber aimer and a regular infantry soldier from Britain. It is a tale of lust, violence, happiness and sadness.

The continuation of the Epic!

This is a poem in Scots by my mum (Ann M Montgomery), she spent lots of her spare time being creative writing poems and stories; creating artwork, stained glass etc. Unfortunately she passed away in June so I’ve decided to share some of her works with a wider audience, I hope she would be pleased.

A fateful night in 1944.