I came to the conclusion that we'd been very lucky that the bomb had landed in the gardens and so no...
I was there when an aircraft came down into St Andrew's Park and I'm not sure whether it was one of...
I ran from the front bedroom to the rear bedroom to find she had grasped hold of an incendiary bomb by the...
The senior warden was in charge of the Sector....
Many incidents remain in my mind- an occasion when a poor old lady was sitting up surrounded by debris of...
I recall the second world war as hot summers,going into air raid shelters, sitting in school half asleep.we...
We lived as a family of six — four children and my parents at ‘Exe House’, Larksbeare...
We were used to hearing bombs on their way down; we heard a sound at first like far of whistle gradually...
After the second or third raid on Belfast - trying to get the shipyards of Harland and Woolf as well as the...
From the end of our road we had a superb view of the Thames at Erith and we often stood and watched...
I held on to the dog and our gas masks, while my elder sister lowered my baby sister into the shelter to...
My earliest war memory in Paisley is about going down to the 'Anderson' shelter at the bottom of...
On a Friday I always went home to my Grandma's for lunch, I had already put my coat on to leave when...
At that time there had been no arrangements for patients but later they were taken to Southport, but as...
Night time air raids were spent sleeping under the stairs of our house in Golders Green with my sister and...
In the same street but farther up, near to Moston Lane, lived my grandad and grandma William and Bella...
My father was 38 when the war started and was not immediately called up for military service. From the...
Near Richmond Park there was a large gun called "Big Bessie". The german bombers made her their...
She had worked in the Meccano factory in Binns Rd before the war as a quality inspector on the Dinky toys...
On another occasion he was standing with his brother Ted watching as Jay's in The Octagon was...
Sunday 25th November 1940, my friend, Marjie Mitchell and I were out walking with two lads. I lived in St...
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