- Contributed by听
- Brighton CSV Media Clubhouse
- People in story:听
- Jeanette King
- Location of story:听
- Devon
- Article ID:听
- A2780606
- Contributed on:听
- 25 June 2004
The family
We were evacuated from Birmingham to South Devon because my mom was blitzed out. I was only two and my dad was in the 8th Army with Romal in the desert. Because I was naughty, my mom had to keep moving to different homes!!! We did settle in Paignton and I went to school. I was about four years old at the time. Since my mother was very beautiful, I remember her getting food from the shops from under the counter, along with her ration allocation. This included dairy produce and meat. I remember the powdered eggs being very nice. I also remember that we had to turn out all the lights because the Germans would fly over on their way back and would drop the bombs to make their load lighter. I remember that we occasionally wore gas masks, especially at school.
My father came back from Dunkirk when I was seven years old. He decided that I was spoiled (which I was), and he imposed strict rules on me. For example, he would make me eat all my food from the plate, clean the floor with a toothbrush, bathe in cold water and other disciplinary tactics.
We ended up settling in Devon. When I was 21, my family moved to Brighton. I thought that it was just for a holiday, but we stayed.
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