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Stories categorised in 'Childhood and Evacuation'. These stories may contain references to other themes.

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Extraordinary Schooling in WW2 - Part One

I recall startling mother with my total rejection when she suddenly switched to speaking German to us. I...

A Country Vacation

Having been allocated a number of evacuees but not specific children the villager would then choose one...

Away from Home - an Evacuee's Story: Part three

Mum looked nice, and Dad was splendid in his RAF Officer's uniform. On the platform were Mum and Dad....

World War II Changed My Life ,as it did many others, in so many ways, some good, some bad

When Mrs. Ambrose decided to move to be with her daughter, Mrs. Morgan's daughter, Nellie Thomas,...

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Tony's War

Headcorn Airfield. Part Three: Activity and Events 1944 onwards

Eventually, as a result of my request in the 362 Fighter Group Newsletter in the Autumn of 2000, I received...

The Story of Bevin's Babes: Chapter 11

In those days, when Wandsworth and Clapham Common were — in parts — still countrified suburbs,...

Memories of World War 2 - in Croydon

I don't think I heard Neville Chamberlain's announcement. At that time my parents lived in Croydon,...

Evacuation

The family took in washing for the troops and that is how they met, fell in love and married, this was...

The Building of Headcorn Airfield

Every September there is a memorial service and fly past of Spitfires to commemorate those who flew...

11th July 1941

Later that long day, my father completed the journey home ; 700 miles by rail ; Weymouth to Waterloo ;...

WW2 When I was Five.

Eventually dad said it was time they had a ‘cuppa’, so off went Fred down the garden to the...

Distant War - A Country Child's Glimpses of Grief and Sadness

Convoys of khaki and greenish vehicles, soldiers sometimes waving to me from tank turrets, or from field...

My War

My mother told the people at work about these huge aircraft that had arrived on our doorstep, one of...

Playing with the rabbits Ch.4 (Part 1): CHildhood Memories of Bournemouth

I was Twelve when the War broke out 1939-1945

Dozens of London churches were bombed, but one I remember especially was close to us in Plaistow, the...

Wartime memories of my childhood in Bedford Part 1 - Schooldays at Training College School and Bedford Modern School. My involv

He contacted my father and came down to Bedford and the two got on very well - they'd known each other...

Thoughts on Wootton (Beds.) at War

On the last Saturday in September we arrived home to find a lady waiting for us with four young boys sent...

A teenager's view of WW2: In Dorking and Durham

I was not a very academic pupil but I somehow scraped through the General School Certificate with two...

Story Written For My Grandaughter of my Experiences During WW2

A couple of days before war was declared I was evacuated at the age of almost 12 years, my elder sister...

Young Jim's Flight to Kill Hitler

'Stupid sod,' said John, 'he nearly crashed into us, let's get the heck out of here, the...

A Cockney Kid In Green Welliesicon for Story with photo

Mum, Maisie, Stella, Evelyn, Betty and me. Dad, mum,Stella, and Maisie were picking....

A Wartime Childhood - in South-East Wales

He became an armourer, loading bombs into the aeroplanes at the aerodrome at Weston Zoyland, and later at...

childhood memories

We spent time with Grandma and Aunt Kitty, my mother was off working somewhere. My Grandma was a First...

Some of My Wartime Experiences

Mum and dad took my sister and me to the departure point — a school playground — with our...

Some Recollections of Life in Birmingham during WW2.icon for Story with photo

We were obliged to stay at my grandmother's house for three days because a huge oil bomb had buried...

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