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Diary of Frederick Lloyd
Supplied with the kind permission of Steve Lloyd

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Leading Aircraftman
Frederick George Lloyd
Royal Air Force
501 Squadron
Frederick was the son of Frederick and Florence (nee Heales) Lloyd, born 7th September 1915 in Bristol. His younger brother Leonard was born later after the family moved to Bedminster, Somerset. When Frederick left school he worked as a Printer. He married Marjorie E. May in 1938 at Bristol, and they were blessed with son Michael in 1940. Frederick had enlisted in 1939 and is the beginning of the
‘Diary of Frederick Lloyd’.
1939
April 6th - I enlisted and joined the Auxilliary Air Force, County of Gloucester Squadron No. 501 as a Instrument Repair II.
July 15th - Attended the squadron annual camp at Manston airfield in Kent, here I had my first flight experience in a Fairy Battle or Anson aircraft.
August 14th - War with Germany was getting closer and on this day I was called up for full time duty with the RAF at Filton, Bristol.
September 3rd - War is finally declared. At first I worked in the stores handing out uniforms and equipment to reservists who were rapidly being called up for service. I later became "Batman" in the officers mess, during this time I was able to get sleeping out passes and could bicycle between Filton and home each night, and back to Filton in the morning. The war was escalating quickly and the 501 was sent to Bethienville in France on November 27th, however I stayed at Filton until the following February.
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Supplied with the kind permission of Steve Lloyd
Note from Steve:- My grandmother, Marjorie and my father Michael, told me that my grandfather rarely ever spoke of his experiences during the war. But, he talked to me. Perhaps it was the passage of time or the onslaught of my rabid boyhood curiosity, but he opened up to me and what an honour. My grandmother and father would tell me that they had never heard most of what he was telling me. As a boy, I simply did not realize that it was hard for him to talk about his experiences. He was an unbreakable hero in my eyes.
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