- Contributed by听
- Action Desk, 大象传媒 Radio Suffolk
- People in story:听
- Patrick William Eugene Rogers
- Location of story:听
- Isle of Wight, Wembley
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A5910914
- Contributed on:听
- 26 September 2005
Born May 1939. Lived in Wembley. Grandparents on Isle of Wight.
Wembley: Sitting up watching incendiary bombs on London lighting up the sky; but more as an exciting firework display.
Sleeping in a Morrison shelter under the table in the dining room.
Sleeping in bunks on underground when visiting Mothers parents in Bayswater.
Naval cocoa in thick blocks we ate as chocolat.
Isle of Wight: Visiting Shanklin. You could use the beach for swimming only at high tide because of wire turrets on blocks to prevent landing German planes used to bomb Portsmouth, often mid-afternoon if flack was too heavy they 'escaped' through Bradinz Gap and offloaded bombs on Island. My actual memory is of one of those planes straffing the beach and the girl acting as my nanny, Barbara Toms, snatched me up and threw us both into the rose bushes at the foot of the cliff. I just wanted to wave to the plane and was very upset!
Wembley: Late war; At school I remember a pilot bailing out over Wembley Stadium and us all jumping up on playground to catch him.
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