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In about 1942, when I was 5 or 6 years old and travelling home by bus to Falkland Road in Hornsey, with my family, it became obvious that there had been an explosion near the area where we lived. As we got closer to home, it became very worrying that maybe our home had not survived the bomb blast. My mother was worried about our dog, in the house at the time.
When we got off the bus and walked toward our house, there were no houses demolished, which was a great relief, but the windows at the back of our house had been blown in. I remember the floor being covered in glass; the dog was safe, but understandably cowering under the table.
We considered that we all had a very lucky escape that day.

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