大象传媒

This story was submitted to the People鈥檚 War site by Mike Millington of CSV on behalf of Sheila Bonehill and has been added to the site with her permission. The author fully understands the site's terms and conditions. The story was originally recorded by members of the Brampton Museum Newcastle Under Lyme

I was only a baby when the war broke out but I remember in a corner by the side of the fire was a large wooden cupboard which reached the ceiling and the bottom drawer was full of my toys. There were wooden blocks, a small bat with a coloured ball on a piece of elastic, a brown knitted bear, a spinning top, a rag doll, small dolls made from pegs, a black wooly golliwog and blackboard and chalks. I was also the proud owner of a doll's pram containing a baby doll with a wobbly china head. She had been a special present from Santa and when I was four I had been so excited that I dropped her on the way down the stairs and her head had broken into pieces. I don't know who cried the most that day, me or my mum. As it was impossible to buy a replacement during the war it was repaired at the doll's hospital and never fitted very well again. However i still loved her dearly.

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