- Contributed by听
- abgdamer
- People in story:听
- Anthony John Best
- Location of story:听
- Reading and Battersea London
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A2699111
- Contributed on:听
- 03 June 2004
I was only six years old but me and my younger sister were evacuated with my Mother to Reading. We stayed at a pub on the side of the River Kennet. One day an older girl pushed me off the landing stage into the river. I was quickly rescued by a customer who was sat outside the pub. My Mother was upstairs in the pub at the time and dashed down the stairs, by which time the man had dived in and resued me. My mother was so terified by the event that she immediately packed our bags and returned to London with us.
That night was the first night of the blitz and I remember my father carrying me across the road to a large white building, which was a laundry with a room in the basement used as a shelter. As he carried me across the road he looked up at the sky which was glowing red and he said, "You wont see a sky over London like that till we have peace."
I didn't understand what he meant at the time, but I'll always remember it.
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