During the Second World War, my father was a little boy growing up in East Yorkshire in the city of Hull....
I can remember the bombing of the fields around Jenks' farm at Northwood. Everyone thought they were...
Towards the end of WW2 and the War in the Far East was dying down my late Mother's Cousins in Australia...
Inside was bacon, dried eggs, spam, biscuits and chocolate. We thought they were after Meir aerodrome or...
I always queued for a long time and I had to ask the man, who weighed the coke to help the bag...
Janet and Doreen's memories - Dried eggs were very nice, especially if mixed with water and fried in a...
The Jurby airport was used to train bomber command crew, that's pilots navigators and gunnery... Planes...
During one raid one night, I took shelter with my mum and brother under Silvertown Bridge. Councilmen came...
She had found Billy Gibbs making a rapid exit through the open window with a large piece of liver hanging...
However, it was romantically exciting, when the troop ship docked in Cape Town to fill up with fresh...
A lady who worked at the Bristol Aircraft Company at Filton came to live with us. With all the shortages,...
Each autumn my brother and I were sent 鈥渢o the country鈥, by train, with a basket each, to buy...
On the day of the 'AT HOME'in the hotel the final event for the visitors was to be taken up to the...
We went outside to see hundreds of incendiary bombs lighting up the countryside all the men in our lane...
I went to fetch groceries including eggs One day as I walked down Penkhull bank to Wharf Street I saw two...
Cheeses came whole with a Linen Rind which had to be stripped off, a horrible job. Our shop was in Filton,...
I once queued for a long time and came away with half a pound of unripe gooseberries which my mother did...
Amid the excitement of Raymond's homecoming my mam took the bananas and hung them in the window to...
I was an infant school teacher in Nuneaton, in charge of a class of five-year-olds. The children, in an...
I remember the bombs dropping onto Coventry, thinking that they sounded like fireworks... The billeting...
We went outside to see hundreds of incendiary bombs lighting up the countryside all the men in our lane...
Chicken for Christmas. A chicken dinner is unremarkable now but, during WW2, chicken was a luxury food....