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- 大象传媒 Southern Counties Radio
- People in story:听
- Nora Harris
- Location of story:听
- Kent
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A7191605
- Contributed on:听
- 22 November 2005
I was 18 when the Second World War started. I can remember the sunshine and blue sky of the day of Churchill鈥檚 speech. Then the siren went immediately after. My main feeling about the War years was first 鈥榢eep going鈥. I can remember particular slogans such as 鈥淐areless talk costs lives鈥; 鈥淏e like Dad- Keep Mum鈥; and 鈥淚s your journey really necessary?鈥 Another one I took particular comfort from was one I saw whilst waiting at a trolley bus stop, and this was 鈥淥ne day nearer the end of the War鈥, which was written round a rainbow in a shop window. I travelled four times a day on a trolley bus to get to and from my place of employment. For awhile my mother was going off early in the morning deputising for an aunt who was sick, cleaning offices. One day she hadn鈥檛 come home before I left, so I was worried. Then my bus didn鈥檛 turn up so I started to walk. I met her half way with cuts on her face from broken glass. We just greeted each other and kept going, one just did. I discovered a bomb had fallen near my place of work, but one just carried on. I knew people who came out of their shelter in the morning and found their houses demolished and still went to work, because it was expected of them.
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