- Contributed by听
- A7431347
- People in story:听
- Charles Simmons
- Location of story:听
- Whitechapel, East London
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A4662713
- Contributed on:听
- 02 August 2005
Here's a story about how mistakes could be made by people who were in charge of Air Raid Shelters.
It was probably about 1942 -- I was ten or so at the time. We lived on New Road in Whitechapel, East London. There was a public air raid shelter near to a cheese wholesalers. One day, the siren went off, and we all piled in down there. A couple of hours later, the "all clear" siren went, and out we came. But we'd been released too early. The building was ablaze, there was glass everywhere, masonry was falling. We were led through it at quite a pace. I reckon it must simply have been a cock up.
I wasn't particulary scared. It was exciting. As a child, you don't realise the danger at the time.
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