Yesterday I have reported that we stay in a holiday flat in ancient walls. Lately here had lived the grandmother of the actual owner. On the ground floor there is still her old gas oven, which was her wedding present. This oven is incredibly neat, it does not show its age. It would even operate today but the new gas cylinders have a different connection. And so it is standing here only as decoration. We use it to dry our dish towel (design by EmbroiderLibrary) that is decorative, too and that dries very good there, as we do not have a dishwasher here.
By now the weather has changed, it is raining. At least the rain is warm. That is good, as we lost our way when we searched for the ancient armoury in Valetta and got wet to our skin.
Of course I asked for help but was directed to the the war rooms instead of the armoury. Being thankful to be out of the rain, we took a turn there, though we believed it to be boring for the children. The Lascaris war rooms were the headquarters of the militia during World War 2. From here Malta was successfully defended during the Italian-German siege in 1940 to 1942. 1943 the operation Husky was coordinated from here. With this code name the invasion of Sicily was meant, with which the Italian campaign started.
At the beginning of our tour we saw a short British film made in 1942 showing how the war afflicted the Maltese spoken by Sir Laurence Olivier who was not only a gifted actor but also a lieutenant. Afterwards we were shown the subterrainian rooms. Today it is no longer imaginable that telephones and painted maps were used. That young women were moving toy boats and planes around a map table with a stick, to illustrate the assaults. That the status of squadron was put with metal signs on wooden board. And that a small island as Malta was actually impregnable and had such a big influence on the course of World War 2. That we were not taught at school, and it was more interesting to all of us than we had anticipated.