Because of the war and many solders being injured the doctors learnt more and more about skin grafting. Now it was my turn, they had learnt how to build a new roof in the mouth. So of to hospital I went. I was told in later life how they did it. They took skin from my buttocks and side of both legs. Then they took a some bone from around the ankle. They re built the new roof in the mouth and after it healed I started speech therapies. This of coarse went on for years. I had to learn to control my breathing, re educate the mussels in the mouth and learn how to control the tongue. The only thing I remember about anything was being put to sleep for the operation. They held cotton wool or something like it and dripped chloroform into it until I fell asleep. It was horrible. Part 3 to follow. Infant school and its horrors. love Malcolm. xxxx. Cheshire, skype name, malcolmbo1 You Said.