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Born in 1919.
I was about 20 yrs old living in Newcastle, as I remember well I was the first one to see bombs drop from the plane in Newcastle as they bombed the town, then of course people started to come of houses to see what had happened as the other were running inside in confusion, very many people died though sure how many in number that died, it was at this point that me and my friends decided to join the army which I served for four years though spent most of the first year picking potatoes.
It was in the army that I met my husband who was then in different field higher than me, one funny thing I remember is that we were not allowed army tea in my department but having my husband in the higher command field he used to get the tea for me.
On D-day I remember we went up home in Lincolnshire only to find people celebrating with lots food and drinks though we were not allowed to stay out for long tin my village and actually I remember most of the people stayed indoors. My family actually was an army family because my father was in the army too and I had no brothers at all, but having done a carpentry course he was a merchant navy in charge of putting things right and for me then after the celebrations I went back to my barracks and changed field to ammunition for three years and finally ask to leave, then went home to start a proper family with my husband, I remember we used the buses to go home. But believe me up to now I still can see those bombs drop from the planes bombing the town.

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