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- gloinf
- People in story:听
- Rosalind Hensher
- Location of story:听
- London
- Article ID:听
- A2472707
- Contributed on:听
- 29 March 2004
Rosalind Hensher
The following is a real-life story, which happened during World War II. Rosalind, who was a young housewife at that time, recalls the story.
This happened during the London Blitz. Each evening we used to go into our Anderson shelter which was at the bottom of our garden we used to go in about six o'clock at night because that's when the sirens went off. We had to stay in there until about seven o'clock in the morning. One night, a landmine landed on the hospital which is about 200 yards away from us, St Andrews Hospital. There was such a crash. We let everything settle at first then we got out of the shelter to see what damage there was. We didn't worry about the damage at first, because there was all these incendiary bombs dropping. So we had to put the fires out first. Our house was in a cul-de-sac so everybody had done what we had done and we all set to just to put the fires all out, which took quite a time, even on the roofs. When that was finished, and we got the all clear, we just had to visit our houses and see what damage had been done. And then we all realised we were homeless.
It wasn't a big cul-de-sac, my husband and I had only been married 11 months and we had lost everything. My husband's brother and his wife took us in and then we got in touch with the council because they lived in a council house. We were there about six weeks, and the council managed to get us a little house, and that's what we finished up with. That's all I can tell you about that incident.
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