The Spring of 1940 saw me sitting the entrance examination for Coventry Technical College and I commenced...
There was Brownies, shrapnel in the garden after an air raid and I was free to go to the British Restaurant...
I thought of the endless days that must be spent in the big empty, and gloomy, school with four boys and my...
My elder sister and I tended to join forces in roaming the woods and gardens to the constant consternation...
I knew something was wrong, however, when a large luggage label was tied to my coat buttonhole and I was...
We were, of course, moved from Sussex as we were beneath the paths of German bombers on their way to and...
1944 had past and now 1945 and my life was happy with my grandparents and I enjoyed the village life and my...
When we got to Bedford, we waited in the open area in front of the station and then we were taken by...
We were an average family and my father was the Chief Bunkering Officer for the port of Liverpool as he had...
At the outbreak of the Second World War, my father, Edwin Pearson, was three years old and living with my...
We left from a London station and before we left, my mum said to me, 鈥楳ake sure you look after your...
And S is for your School of course, a School of great renown Which gave a royal welcome to us poor folk...
For the rest of the time we boys were out collecting shrapnel, nose-caps and shell cases for salvage; also...
Quite suddenly there were less men around and my little world had become inhabited by pale-faced women who...
In late 1941, or early 1942 an Army Cadet Force was formed in the town, with Mr. Leeson as Commanding...
I was with Mr and Mrs Jenkins,Ron next door with Mrs Pugh.The Jenkins had no children and were quite...
I lived as a child with my parents and my elder sister in St Ives, Cornwall. It was a Focke-Wulf 190. It...
One day Henry and Ron turned a corner as they scuffed their way to school, to see the road blocked with a...
We stuck it out in London until the Doodle Bugs started and then my parents gave in and returned to...
In order to fit us all in it was decide that we would take it in turn and only go to school...
Having reached the dry sand areas, Mother decided we could not walk back along the beach to Cleethorpes...
My father, known as Ike to friends and relations alike, was a postman/sorter working at the Head Office of...