- Contributed by听
- Ipswich Museum
- People in story:听
- Ron Hepworth.
- Location of story:听
- Shenfield, Essex.
- Background to story:听
- Civilian Force
- Article ID:听
- A3212902
- Contributed on:听
- 02 November 2004
My father was a Police Auxiliary at Shenfield, Essex. I became a Police Auxiliary Messenger in 1942, at the age of fifteen. In the middle of the night, as soon as I heard the sirens and anti-Aircraft, 'Ac, Ac', guns, I would leave the house. Then I'd cycle in the dark for about a mile to the Police Station wearing my tin hat with Police on it, and a gas mask. My job was to carry messages especially if the telephone wires were down. I waited until the 'all clear.'
Earlier there'd been raids on Essex. I can remember seeing Brentwood station being machine-gunned by a Dornier 215 in 1941. Those were the early attacks. As boys we'd pick up the shrapnal. Later while I was a messenger there were at least two bombs dropped on Shenfield.
I joined the RAF right at D-Day, 6th June 1944. My brother took over the job as messanger. I was in London, initially doing accounting duties. Then at Woolwich, when I was on a wireless course, it was the time of the Vls and the Vlls. One doodlebug landed in a field at the back of my parents' house in Shenfield. It blew their roof in.
Reproduced by Ipswich Museum with Ron Hepworth's permission.
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