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Stan the Poacher

1941: Stan the Poacher. The earliest memory that i laugh about concerns " Old Stan the poacher". It...

Ice Cream in War Time

We lived next to the Cambridge Hotel, which was very big and had two large car parks.This was where we...

Picking up Aluminium Foil to confuse Enemy Radar

I used to go to the Park on my own even though I was 5 years old and no one thought it...

Rescued Children from POW Camp in Japan by Pat Flynnicon for Story with photo

We were given the choice of going straight back to Australia for a well earned rest, or waiting a few days...

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Book Written At School 1941....Part Three - Outer Garmentsicon for Story with photo

Part Three - Outer Garments. Other parts to this presentation can be found at: Part 1: A5957067 Part 2:...

Evacuation: From London to Maidenhead

In 1941 during one particularly bad night of the Blitz, my parents and I had to walk from Lambeth to...

Evacuation with a Difference

Our food was served in large army tins, and we then had to wash them up in tubs of water. When D-Day...

My Teacher Thought She'd Lost Her Son to the Japs

I also remember seeing a flying bomb chugging away down the bottom of Highgate....

War Boy

My father was a policeman in Battersea, and air raid siren was on top of the police station... We used to...

Filton Memories

I worked at Filton airplane company in the wages department, I was there when it was bombed. My father was...

After 1939

During the Battle of Britain we were able to watch the streams of high flying German aircraft flying...

Fond Memories

It was early in 1944, I was 3 years old the youngest of 13, 8 girls 5 boys I was in bed...

Blackburn Avenue

When friends of Mum and Dad's , who we called Auntie Hilda and Uncle Sam from Bradford came to stay for...

Ballymena declares war, but life goes on

I was born in Ballymena, more accurately in Harryville, which although part of Ballymena has always kept...

Uncle Jim: Part 1

UNCLE JIM was born ERNEST JAMES RICHARDS on the 18th of December 1924 at Greenbank Nursing Home in...

One Of The Many Air Raids Over The Tyne

The date 15/16April.I lived in Oxford Sreet,No34,with my parents.I was 15 years old.The sirens had sounded...

Evacuation to North Wales: From Orkington, Kent

So to be sent to Wales with mountains and sea, was very peaceful....

Childhood Memories in Wartime Northampton

That year they opened a nursery school for little children in Victoria Park –by then I was 10 I had...

Evacuation: Harry Carlo

Returned after 10 weeks — told it was because mother missed father but later discovered that 3...

Liverpool Memories

The women and girls went into the cellar and the men and boys stayed upstairs. If there were two cellars...

Childhood Memories in Coggeshall

My parents ran the pub, The Toll House in Coggeshall which was a really lively place to live. The Americans...

Child Volunteers

During the war children volunteered to help in many ways such as collecting old newspapersand magazines,...

My memories of the May Blitz: In Bootle

Our cat would jump in the dolly tub under the kitchen table when he heard the siren.Dad would sometimes be...

Bombed Out

We saw the Spitfires attatcking the Germans and hour an hour later came the incendiary bombs... A teacher...

Margaret's story

I remember going to Sutton Valence, near Maidstone, to see my aunt. My aunt at Sutton Valence sent fresh...

Oh to Be, an Evacuee...a Poem By Bill Yendall

Aunt Nell's name is Mrs. Spear with husband Alf, we are to endear... Yes, Dawlish was the place to be...

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