on the morning of 11 Oct.this is a short pictureless blog cos I can't be bothered feeding the craven masses all the timeI have ended up spending 3 nights in Dusseldorf. The reasons have been very personal due to the loss of my father's brother Uncle Gordon here in a Lancaster bomber on 23 April 1944. I was able to visit where his plane allegedly came down and eat at a very good Italian restaur