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- SBCMuseums
- People in story:Ìý
- Mr. D.L.
- Location of story:Ìý
- Portobello, Edinburgh
- Background to story:Ìý
- Civilian
- Article ID:Ìý
- A6190508
- Contributed on:Ìý
- 18 October 2005
The only air raid I remember…in ’42?…when a plane dropped five bombs on Portobello Marshalling Yard…the bombs missed the yard. The bombs had dropped in a line, and I was sitting with my Mother by the fireside, and as each bomb detonated the lines of bombs seemed to be getting nearer and nearer and I was sure that ‘Number 6’ had our names on it!
One of them landed in the Daisy Park and blew a large hole in a flowerbed. I went to view it as did several dozen other people and it then occurred to me, even at that young age, that staring at a hole in the ground was not a very productive pursuit.
(Collected by SMC Museums).
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