David, Thank you for your valuable information.  I was going strictly by what I had seen on TV, a WWI documentary.  There was a quotation to this effect by an English politician on the program.  I figured that an English politician should know the facts.  Just goes to show that one cannot rely on the media or politicians for accurate information.  One needs to research everything stated before taking it as the gospel truth.  The "hole" that you point out is glaring, to say the least. Good hunting, Cliff. On Thursday, August 4, 2016 2:14 PM, &quot;fausset(a)fausset.plus.com&quot; <fausset(a)fausset.plus.com&gt; wrote: Cliff, Many thanks for letting me know your source for the comment. I think it must have been one those programmes where historical accuracy pays second fiddle to 'THE MESSAGE', which, I am afraid,  is all too common these days. I attended a recent lecture from the Military Consultant on a major WWI film epic of a year or so ago, enumerating the amount of times his advice was over ridden by the famous director as it 'made better cinema' The point here being that there was NO Election in Britain during WWI! One was due in 1915, but it was decided not to hold it until the War was over, and it duly took place in 1918. Furthermore, the voters would have included Scotland, Wales and Ireland, which makes the statement a load of 'old cobblers' to use the vernacular. And it wasn't just sons dying in France.  It was their brothers, fathers and husbands. On happier and safer ground, where I now live in Hampshire, there were many Canadian regiments stationed in both wars, including a Hospital.  We have a Canadian War Cemetery in our sleepy village churchyard and every year on Canada Day they are remembered. Many of the roads in the village have Canadian names - Canada Way, Huron Drive, Montreal Walk and so on. We recently made a contribution to the Canadian Red Cross towards the forest fires in Alberta. I grew up in tne 1930's, so I remember  the not uncommon sight of ex service men from WWI with missing legs or arms. Later on my school was evacuated to the country because of the bombing. One morning we woke up to find that a Canadian Tank Regiment had moved into the woods beside the school, on their way to D Day.  We were really curious and a Canadian officer said that he would show us round a tank, on condition that we then kept away from the camp. It was amazing, and we spent the next days riding our bikes around the paths pretending to be tank commanders. Then one night they disappeared just like they had arrived.  I often wonder what happened to them all. Regards, Martin   Martin,