- Contributed by听
- Ipswich Museum
- People in story:听
- Lillian Wellum
- Location of story:听
- Ipswich
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A3147310
- Contributed on:听
- 18 October 2004
I moved to Ipswich from London when I was 20. I can remember the air raids
in the town. One day I heard a plane come screaming in low towards us in
Cavendish Street. I was cooking but I just grabbed the pan and ran out into
the garden. I saw the plane, which was one of ours, crash in Holywells Park.
It was terribly frightening.
I moved house during the War and the removal men must have left the hall
light on because the police knocked on the door of my new home and told me
off for breaking the black-out order. I gave them the key and they sorted it
out.
Later in the War I can remember being pregnant with twins and I was so big I
couldn't get into the air raid shelter we had in the garden. After they were
born I suppose I was so used to hiding under the table that I grabbed my
newborn children and dived under it again. To my horror there was a spider
there - silly to be frightened by a spider during an air raid but there you
are ...
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