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I grew up in Brighton during the war lived near Brighton station and have good and bad memories from that time. I was attending Stanford Road School when war broke out and remember bombs that were dropped on Brighton station goods yard. My sister who was younger than me was upstairs in the house at the time and the shock brought her down the stairs quickly and she lost her speech for the rest of the day from then on she stuttered until the end of her life.

Leaving Stamford school I then came down to Pelham St. and remember vividly having to go down to the shelter during the cookery class and maybe staying there several hours until the all clear was given.

Later on my parents owned a public house in Gloucester Road called The Wick. Many servicemen of all nations used to drink there, we weren't allowed in the bar and the soldiers would throw chewing gum over to us and several left badges for my father who displayed them in the bar. On V.E. night my sister and I watched the celebrations in the bar and streets outside.

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