Fred, amazed at where you were in 1945. Thought you were in OZ since day one. Not to keep on about it, but one old fashioned word (old country style) will do. The Left are:
Barmy.
We were migrants to Oz in 1949. Mother was Austrian, father German killed in war.
I remember the tanks roll through town in the summer of ‘45.
I’m getting old...memories of that time are as sharp as if it was yesterday.