Badges? I don't need no steenking badges!

I don't need them but I got them. The legend says pretty much all there is to say about them. Those belonging to Benjamin Smith came to me through my mother, and probably belonged to the grandfather I never knew. My uncle isn't sure, but since Ben joined up too young as was dismissed from service overseas when he was caught, it would explain why there were no service ribbons or medals, only these. Ben's father, also named Benjamin, also served in the Great War though, so there's the possibility that these are his.

The RNAF wings belonged to a friend of the family, who was a British pilot who flew Beaufighters. The Beau was not a beautiful plane, like the Spitfire, it was a rather ugly two engined brute with a nose like a bulldog, but carried twelve .303 cal. machie guns. Eight in the wings, and four in its nose. As an anti-shipping weapon or night fighter it was fearsome. The CPR police badge I found in a box of cheap badges for rock bands and picked up for the hell of it.