Me and my two brothers were evacuated from Fords Jettee on a paddle steamer to Lowestoft. I was separated...
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George H Johnston was then teaching at Nun Street school, Derby, and GHJ and these children were evacuated...
My Uncle Ted invited them in and while my Gran made breakfast he did his best to communicate with the young...
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I was sent out of town to stay with an aunt in Sunbury on Thames from time to time, and for a...
The danger really started when the Germans were bombing us in our village and all the way along the...
When the town was bombed in 1941 I, with my mother, brothers Dennis and Harold, and sister Kathleen would...
Father was sent into Berlin into the sector the Russians were just leaving to make way for the British......
My hosts the Browns were old and quite integral to that tiny terrace house, To me, the chocolate anaglypta...
Everybody ate lots of soup during the war. The boys would make paper planes and kites and the girls played...
The last mail I received from France was a picture postcard of Château Fiholt, a Bordeaux chateau...
I recall 2or3 lofts in Langley Mill took the Kings Shilling so to speak, and a couple of pigeons were...
Our cat, Tim, used to hide under the bed - in fact he used to go there before the sirens went! After...
My Grandmother actually came up to London because my mother, her brother, and her other siblings were...
Michael Foyle's parents were teachers living in Croydon, Surrey at the start of the war and, as both...
The Headmaster on hearing the siren sound in Sudbury came to the corridor, which linked all the classrooms...
Dad contacted a guest house on the shores of Loch Lommond and ordered a taxi to take us, mum, dad and I...
The Germans bombed the factories and the shelters, it was terrifying but you got used to it after a while....
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