My Dad had what we call a nervous breakdown then, I think we’d now call it PTSD because of his time in the submarines and I think he had a fairly aggressive war.
He served, he was on HMS Truant, Trusty, Rover, Unshaken and they were all in the thick of it, either in the Med, in the Far East and in the North Sea, and I know he was depth charged and I think that probably had a belated effect on him, so the times that he, the two times that he went into hospital, and I don’t mean to visit, I mean one time for about a month and then another time for five weeks, at a Mental Hospital in South London, near Sidcup called Belmont and he only came home weekends