My family moved from London to Woodlesford in 1938... When the evacuation from London began four of our...
The adults in our two houses talked of the First War as if it was yesterday but maybe we are not to...
I went to do voluntary work with the W.I. and was guided to make camouflage nets... After that I got a job...
In about 1944, when I was 8 years old I was playing football on a small triangle of green opposite the...
My friend Billy Wright lived on the outskirts of Ipswich, near Dale Hall. I think it was 1943 when a group...
When my father volunteered he was posted to Norfolk and on one occasion when my mother was walking with me...
They filled all the dance halls and attracted the girls with their presents of cigarettes, perfume and...
The young ladies from London invited us local girls to attend a party in the school hall as a thank you for...
Because we lived on a farm, we had a regular supply of eggs and we used them, together with pork and lamb,...
Because of a shortage of teachers, for some had been called up for service, the classrooms were crowded....
The Housemistress of the boarding house was a very fierce little lady called Mrs Arnold and Miss Jamieson...
At the start of the Second World War, Grace was a member of the Dagenham Girl Pipers run by the Reverend...
We lived on Chestnut Grove on the Marsh and there was an air-raid shelter in a field that we used to call...
In the end we didn't get much bombing because we lived near to the University of Birmingham but as the...
We knew all the bombsites very well indeed and the sites were covered in combustible material, great...
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My earliest memories are of being pushed under the dining table or into the cupboard under the stairs when...
My dad was in the army, me, my three brothers and mum used to go down in the cellar for safety... I...
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In the phoney war all the shelters were filled with water, the fire-brigade had to come and pump it out...
My father was in the Merchant Navy and so for safety we moved to Barry Island in Wales... They tried to...
Once a month I would go to Shepherds Bush to buy comics from a lady in a caravan. Having found the caravan...
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