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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...

Chickens!Childhood Memories

Chickens" I exclaimed in disgust, "there isn't 2 pennorth of meat on them". "There not...

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......

Memories of a Wartime Childhood, part 2

A small beach had formed near the railway bridge where the river came through from Ewell village......

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Wartime Memories: Rationing

>WARTIME MEMORIES >By Lilian Ducie > >I was fortunate not to suffer any personal loss...

Early Childhood during WW2

Further up the street, on the same side, was one particular house that had been bombed, looking in the...

More memories of WW2

It was in 1943 that I had my first trial for Newcastle United and I signed on amateur books Stan Seymour...

Got Any Gum, Chum?

One evening in particular I remember, we had knock on the door during a blackout; there were loads of RAF...

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...

"As Seen Through the Eyes of a Child" in Glasgowicon for Story with photo

Dad was in the army and mum worked shifts in the bus garage at Knightswood. My four brothers and I sleeping...

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...

Wartime Memories of Semilong

Living at 85 Semilong Road, we had an extremely long garden, with a greenhouse, and a father who loved...

A Child’s Memories of World War 2: In Harrow

While on his rescue duties, he would sometimes find an unexploded shell, or incendiary bomb, which had to...

Childhood Memories of WW2 in Hammersmith

I was born in Hammersmith, West London on August 7th 1938, just one year before war broke out, and yet I do...

Life in Old Bramhope in Wartime - Part 2

1 remember in particular Giinter Matem, who had a beautiful singing voice, and was much in demand for solos...

Waste not, Want not!-Surrey childhood

Enemy bombs fell on Ewhurst, we had an oil bomb in the school playing field, and others fell else where in...

Margaret Nicholls, Part 3 - Young Married Lifeicon for Story with photo

Well the week after the Bristol bombing raid I was to be married at St. Pauls Church... There was an...

Memories of the Occupation of Guernsey as Told by Ira Le Sauvage

Childhood Memories Of WW2

Later, during the time of the V1 flying bombs,, we used to look up at the Spitfires trying to shoot them...

The War in Ruislip Manor Part 1

On the London Underground on which I travelled frequently all tube train windows were covered with netting...

Brenda Haley -Bomb damage at home

Dad heard during the night that Savile Town had been bombed, so one of his work mates lent him their bike...

Sad and Funny Memories - Memories of a 'Munitions Worker

Working at a ‘munitions factory: I went on to work at an ammunitions factory — John Feavers. I...

Greenock in Wartime

I was in Lily Martins school of dancing and Jack Short came up to ask for six tall girls to act as...

My War

Not before he had seen the Tate and Lyle factory go up in flames the night the bombing was very heavy on...

Childhood In Wartime Yate

My father was a bricklayer, he worked for Rangers, which was a building firm in Yate and my mother worked...

Child of War

When teacher said take of your Mickey Mouse, there was a distinct racket of rubbery thuds as we all threw...

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