- Contributed by听
- ennpea
- People in story:听
- Beatrice Corbett
- Location of story:听
- 'Queensferry, North Wales', 'Broughton'
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A9030601
- Contributed on:听
- 31 January 2006
My name is Beatrice Corbett and I鈥檓 90.
I didn鈥檛 go out to work because I had an invalid mother, and I had to look after her. That was in Queensferry, North Wales. I wasn鈥檛 married, but there was my dad and two brothers too. The four of us. I was looking after the family. It was hard work. The three men worked at John Summers Steelworks. They were working there before the war, so they carried on. They were exempt.
Life in Queensferry was just ordinary, but I remember lots about the war. About the planes coming over. They鈥檇 come over from Liverpool, to get to the aerodrome here, and the guns here would meet them and send them back, and they鈥檇 go backwards and forwards. The aerodrome was at Vickers in Broughton. That鈥檚 where the planes were made, so that was the target.
And we would be sitting under the stairs, anywhere you could get, and then in the end, my dad built a shelter in the garden. Even during the day, they鈥檇 be over, and then the spitfires would come, and they鈥檇 chase them back. In the end, they did drop two bombs in a field at the back of us, in Queensferry. That caused a lot of damage to the houses. It jammed the doors, with the blast. Nobody was injured. We were lucky. But it was terrifying. There wasn鈥檛 much peace. You couldn鈥檛 go to bed.
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