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This story was submitted to the People`s War site by Linda Nicholson(nee Dixon) on behalf of Margaret Simpson (nee Dixon)and has been added to the site with her permission. The author fully understands the site`s terms and conditions.

I was eight years old when WW2 broke out. We lived in the hamlet of Unthank, near the village of Gamblesby at the foot of the Pennines in north east Cumberland.
There probably was no real chance of ever needing them in such a rural setting, but all we school children were issued with gas masks. We carried them,like everybody did, round our necks in a box.
The thing I remember most vividly was having the drills, just incase I suppose. A whistle blew I think and we all ran across the road to a wood and stood beside a big tree. We all had our own tree and it had our own mark on it. I can`t really remember whether it was our initials or a number, but we all had one.

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