They had the Army Cadet Force there, and we did 0.22 rifle practice in the drill hall, off Lion Hill, in...
When the troops sailed out of France from Dunkirk, lots of small boats came into Falmouth loaded with...
A Lancaster Bomber and her crew that didnt make it home. We were fortunate I suppose as kids the area we...
At our house in Hill Road, my dad had made up a make shift shelter under the stairs, where we slept, as...
September 1941 saw me leaving the village school and going to the Secondary Modern, which was in the...
Once or twice a ‘stray’ bomb fell nearby but it was very noisy as an anti aircraft gun battery...
My name is Joyce Dorothy Maureen Carter nee Diaper born on 6th February 1937 at 44, Millbank Street,...
On the days the London children took over our school alternative venues for our lessons were found,and my...
At times the firing range would go haywire and the bombs would fall within a mile of the site Again as...
When Uncle Len joined the army Aunt Millie and David, 4 years old, left Coventry and returned to her home...
My Dad worked near Melton looking after horses,but when war broke out he had to go and work at Holwell Iron...
Luana Wren left school at 15 just before the war began, and as war broke out enrolled at Studley College in...
I remember bombs being dropped in Darlington, but only incendiaries to crate fires. Lots of people had...
When the sirens did go in the spring of 1941, the men, women and children made their way up the Bloomfield...
My dad was in the R.A.F. A boy's school from London were evacuees, boys were only in the village, no...
One particular incident was when a Ju88 supposedly bombed the station road primary school where the...
Knowing that a little taste of home would be much appreciated, our mother baked little cakes and buns and...
However all civilians had an extra duty beside their normal work and mine was fire-watching one night in...
After a while I was promoted to collars, but I was restless and I found a job at Swallow Raincoats at the...
There we were, a queue of buckets waiting, and there was me, a cocky/cockney Londoner, picking up...