´óÏó´«Ã½

A Boyhood During the War 1939-1945

I remember digging in a bomb crater in Selsdon Wood near Ashon Vale to find pieces of shrapnel which was...

Life in a Yorkshire Village in 1944

Grandma Clegg had a horsehair sofa under her window but Grandma Wood had two round backed chairs where you...

Memories

Wherever we were billeted we were expected to go out all day whatever the weather, so Mum used to go down...

JOAN COLEMAN'S STORY

On the last Saturday in September 1944, we were walking into Chepstow with my brother, when an army vehicle...

Memories of the Evacuees

A gentleman who lives in Lostwithiel also an evacuee, who settled back in Cornwall, approached Josie and...

Wartime Visit to Liege

Before we left England my mother said to me "John, if you ever get a chance, when you are in France or...

A Kid's War

We moved yet again, this time far away up north to Buxton in Derbyshire, and there we survived the rest of...

My Mother got Two Telegrams, One was Bad Enough.

Two brothers, Robert and Joseph Casson were killed within days of each other during the Battle of Normandy....

Munich Crisis

We were very cosmopolitan, a lot of German Jews escaping Nazi Germany, opposite lived the Cohen's, next...

Childhood Memories of a Family at War (Part 1)

His name was Christopher Baden Powell. Mother was a nursing sister at the Radcliffe Hospital in Oxford......

DAD'S WAR

Dad could all too readily relate to the climate and terrain challenges Vietnam soldiers faced, along with...

It's Agony Ivy

I had no money, because every penny I possessed went to mum, but we had a lovely wedding... Mum was cooking...

Audrey's War

We dug for victory everywhere - back gardens, parks, playing fields, round the local sewage works and...

War Time Reflections of a Norwich Man

The following two years were given over to gun practice on a mobile Bofors Anti-aircraft gun and an...

Memories of a country boy: In Gloucestershire

My elder relatives have told me that the Germans were not allowed to roam freely or go into the nearest...

Joyce's Life in Southway

During my training I worked in Plymouth City Councils Childrens’ Residential Home at Queens Gate,...

A Journey through Childhood

Mum used to tell me about her 2ozs of tea — the quota of one adult per week. I remember mum grumbling...

Growing up in WW2

I continued my work with the builders, and one day I went with some tradesmen to work on bomb damaged...

My World War Two Experiences: the Womens' National Fire Service

Our flat in Peckham had been bombed and blasted many times, so with no windows or doors left we regretfully...

Early Signs and First Departure

Back home again in West Hull, where I lived with my mother and grandfather, they were building ugly...

A Wartime Memory

I was fifteen when I began lessons at Gwen Mackay's School of Ballet and the Ballet joined George...

The Day War Broke Out

You went out and played in the streets, when I was brought up in the Duke Crescent area, which was a fairly...

Mother's letters - 11

A week ago last Sunday, Florence was going over to have tea at the cottage with some of her girls and I...

Memories of a Young Child During and After the War

Once I reached home, which happened to by a Monday, my Mum and Granny stripped me off and actually put me...

"A Boy in the Blitz"

I could hear my Mum calling to my Dad “I've got Derek - hurry up , George, and get down to the...

Gloria's Story

My father picked a pram from across the road, rolled my mum in a blanket and put both her and the baby...