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I was 5 years old when the war started. I had just started school. I remember we used to have a little sleep in the afternoons because most nights our sleep was broken.

We were in the cellar and an incendiary dropped and my father came and got us and we crawled on our hands and knees to my grandmothers.

My parents thought the tower of the church was going to fall down on the school. When the church just over the road got bombed, I remember my parents crying.

It was a good childhood but we went out and played, but there were raids.

I was evacuated with my older sister. We had our name badges and gas masks. My mother didn鈥檛 want us to go. We went by train to Ashby de la Zouche. I always thought it was for two months but it was two days! My sister hated it and got word to my mum. She took a day off to come get us and my sister got a hiding for it.

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