My name is Harry McGuire I’m a spitfire pilot in the RAF I was injured as my spitfire was shot down by Germans. I landed next to the Berwick bridge with my parachute. In the distance I can see and hear a crowd of people gathered on Spittal beach.
Next I was searching for my co-pilot George, I could see his parachute at the other side of the bridge, shouting his name to check he was alright.
We then made our way to Spittal beach on a small fishing boat, where other soldiers were camped on whilst on a boat I noticed an injured soldier.
I got to talking to him but sadly he passed away. He carried a sword on his belt which I took in case I needed to protect myself and George.
When we arrived at the beach we were trying to find the rest of our squad.
All of a sudden we heard the spitfire engines, they appeared from over the cliff top it was our squad safe and well. They flew over Spittal beach in memory of the lives that were lost at war.