A Top-Ten English hero with today's demands would never have become a hero

I've always been childishly interested in history. Today, history can teach us much about the present and perhaps something about the future.

The story that I am about to tell you is about an English man, one of maybe the top five-ten,

But how did I know about this hero's existence. Well initially not at all. 

The year is 2009  and slowly we wake up, a new day dawning in the city that once in Anglo-Saxon (after the Roman Empire kolaps about 400 AC) time was called Draefstestun. It's me, my wife and Angie and Mick, an English couple we met in Sharm El Sheik 2006.
On today's menu is a trip to the East, to the North Sea coast in the county of Norfolk.

We leave the house and go down the northern hill slope towards the village's central areas, down in the river Nene's valley.
 
We travel east and left traffic becomes a mental problem, even though I grew up with it. Each roundabout provides a panic feeling and you wish you had a Guinness or two before before departure.
 
We pass the 1990's IKEA logistics and service center for the GB, in the village of Draefstestun.

We will travel to the town of Cromer, Norfolk, at the North Sea coast. I know a little about a lot but to be honest, I have never heard of the city. But the adventure of travel, is that you do not know everything that is waiting up ahead.

We travel along the River Nene and approach the city Peterborough with it´s gigantic Cathedral, I do not know much about the building, but I believe it´s from 12-13 century.

River Nene flows northeast towards The Wash, but we travel eastward. I recognize a few roadsigns, King's Lynn and Great Yarmouth. These towns were the first in England that was bombed from the air by Zeppelins L4 and L3 in January 1915th.

We stop in a small village near Sandringhamn to look at the local market. The housewalls, closer to the coast, have changed the character and consists of round and oval stones.

Finally, we reach the town of Cromer and found our way to our B & B. The B & B had a fantastic character with old things, especially mannequins with old clothes in each room.

Imagine waking up in the middle of the night after a few beers and find this in the bedroom.

or this in the stairwell, Angie said that this one looked like me.

or fresh eggs for breakfast 

The pier and Hotel de Paris in the background, not the one next door to the casino in Monte Carlo.

But now the story of a remarkable man, an English hero, maybe top 5 or 10 All Categories.
 
His name was Henry George Blogg, born 1876 dead 1954. He was a crab fisherman but also a lifeboatman.

He first went to sea as a lifeboatman in 1894 in the rowing lifeboat Benjamin Bond Cabbell.

In 1917 Blogg an his men set out to assist a Swedish ship, Fernebo, cleaved in half by a mine and after 24 hours of fighting the ocean, they had rescued all crew members.

In 1941 he was near drowning during operation.

Henry Blogg retired in 1947,after 53 years service and at age 71, 11 years past the usual retiring date. 
He launched 387 times and rescued 873 people.

He was awarded the gold medal of the Royal Royal National Lifeboat Institution three times and the silver medal four times, the George Cross, the British Empire Medal, and a series of other awards.In 1924 Blogg was awarded the Empire Gallantry Medal by the King.


With today's demand for labor, Henry George Blog would not become a hero and rescued over 800 people because he lacked the most important prerequisites for this work ... He could not swim