Stories categorised in 'Childhood and Evacuation'. These stories may contain references to other themes.
We then all bolt into the Anderson shelter in the back yard, just as the first bombs start exploding. My...
My grandmother, Gladys Van Halle, nee Alvin, originally from Yorkshire, had married a Belgian with an...
My mother will not let me leave any food but if I only leave one potato and have a big dinner she...
The birthplace of King Alfred the Great was surrounded by a large number of airfields which catered for...
Nan will make you a cake with six pink candles, and we'll have red and green jelly too," she...
When the in-laws of my eldest sister heard of our plight her father-in-law collected early in the morning...
My earliest realistic memory is living in Montague Street, Brighton and taking cover beneath my...
Phil's version of what happened then was that he saw a bomb coming down, and managed to extricate...
His Father, Godfrey "Goddy" Edwards was a military policeman in the Tank Corps based at...
In those days you called a shoe repairer a 'snob'. A 'snob' was the name for a cobbler. The...
During the war I was evacuated for three years from Croydon to a place called Ifracombe in Devon. We...
She remembers vividly - and recounts eloquently - tales of everyday life in Warsaw under the Germans; for...
One day, the cobbler told me to tell my mum that the soles were a proper fit and were ready for her...
Living in a small village of Minster Lovell the busy town of Hayes seemed like London to me. So terrifying...
So we went down this lane and hid under some trees because we didn't know if the Germans were going to...
Each afternoon I would meander along the pavement studying the front page, which at that time contained...
Early in the 40s, Mother, myself and Ken's girlfriend Doris, all went to London to broadcast messages...
My brothers and sister and i were travelling to visit our grandparents, Alice and James Birch in Derby......
He cleaned it out and used it as an ornament on our mantelshelf for years, as a souvenir of the night the...
I was a six year old in May 1944, living in Coburg Road,Dorchester,Dorset,UK....
I remember watching Coventry when it was blitzed... Then I saw a light over our roof, going in the...
Our house was about a quarter of a mile from the main London to Portsmouth rail line, and just outside of...
My very earliest recollection is of being in an orphanage in Burnham-on-Sea where we were regularly taken...
At the beginning of June 1944 I was one of a number of teengage schoolboys travelling daily from Felixstowe...
Dad and his 11 brothers and sisters were born in Malaysia, his parents having being posted there from...
Patricia Marriott was 14 when she was evacuated with other class members from Buckingham Gate Central...
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