If their memories are not quite yours and deviate in place and time, name or incident, we must remind you that your memories could be challenged too.

This is not a history where dates and figures are important.

It is culled from men who sat on upturned boats by day and leaned against walls under, flickering, gaslamps as dusk was falling, telling their yarns as they recalled them.

Their memories are not infallible, only human. It is the spirit which is intrinsically true. And that is all that matters.