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I was four or five during the thick of the bombing in Grimsby. We always went to the air-raid shelter as soon as the sirens sounded, were given barley sugars to suck, (to this day I cannot bear the things!) whilst mum collected our elderly neighbours from next door . One night my mother noticed that my elder brother was covered in spots. Next day the doctor called and diagnosed ‘rubella’, or in other words German Measles! We were convinced that germ warfare had begun and the enemy were dropping Measle Bombs!

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