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- boksurveyor
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- Peter Geoffrey Bate
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- England
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- Civilian Force
- Article ID:听
- A2759015
- Contributed on:听
- 18 June 2004
Memories 1
1936
November 30
鈥淒ad, the sky鈥檚 all pink鈥
鈥淕o to sleep鈥
鈥淏ut Dad, it really is all pink鈥
鈥淚f I have to come up there, you鈥檒l be all pink鈥
鈥淏ut Dad鈥︹︹︹︹︹..鈥
(Actually, the sky is not pink, but the horizon is aflame from end to end, as we have a grandstand view of the burning of the Crystal Palace.)
1939
September 3
鈥淥y, the War has started鈥 shouts a passer-by. I paint on, at the top of a long ladder, putting the last coat of white lead paint on our house. Five minutes later, the air raid sirens sound. I beat all records to reach the ground and scamper to our A.R.P. trench and wait for Hitler鈥檚 saturation bombing. No bombs, no guns, no anything. Finally, the All Clear, so back up the ladder.
September 4 1939
To the headquarters of the London Fire Brigade on the Albert Embankment, to start My First Job.
1940
January
Start teaching myself to touch-type, using a Pitman text book. Enrol at the Westminster Commercial Institute to study Advanced Mathematics and Physics. Freezing temperatures and snow make life miserable for the whole month. Get friendly with Dorothy Hicks, neighbour鈥檚 blond daughter. Darts, cards, dancing and cycling 鈥 鈥淎bsolutely super鈥.
May 14
Hear that Local Defence Volunteer units are being formed to help the Army. Go with Dad to the police station to put our names down for it.
June 5
Cheers on the Embankment outside my office signal the return of the Fire Boat 鈥淢assey Shaw鈥 from Dunkirk, where she had been helping to assist in the rescue of British troops. Mike rings from Oxford, to say that he is fit and well, but somehow lost his uniform offshore Dunkirk.
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June 7
17 today. To London Fire Brigade dance at Covent Garden with Dad, Mum, Dorothy and her sister Margery. 鈥淎bsolutely perfect鈥.
June 18
Hear bombs falling for the first time 鈥 somewhere down the Thames
June 25
Air raid sirens sound at 0100 hours. Into shelter in garden until 0400 hours, when the All Clear goes. Bombs fall South of London.
August 14
Enrol in the Local Defence Volunteers and serve as Dispatch Rider on my bike.
August 18
Lovely sunny Sunday morning, so cycle to Westerham with Tig, Dorothy and Margery. Near Biggin Hill, see German bombers and fighters hedge-hopping. Sirens blowing, bombs dropping, machine-guns crackling in the sky. When noise dies down, ring Mum to say we are all right, and meet her and Dad at Orpington for a picnic tea.
August 31
Air raids are a daily occurrence now. Five Alerts and All Clears today 鈥 popping in and out of the shelter like a rabbit. Vapour trails of dog fights criss-crossing the sky, with 5 aircraft spiralling down into the ground 鈥 too far away to see if they are Ours or Theirs. To the LDV HQ to be issued with an American 300 calibre rifle.
September 5
H.E. and incendiary bombs fall a few hundred yards away. Salary at the Fire Brigade increased by 5 shillings a week
September 7
Dorothy and her family move to the country. I move my bedding into their Anderson shelter, which is larger than our, privately-purchased, one. Two WAAF girls, from the nearby Barrage Balloon station, also sleeping in 鈥渕y鈥 shelter 鈥 all very cosy.
September 9
My cycle ride to the office takes much longer these days, due to diversions around bomb damage.
September 15
Name of LDV changed to Home Guard. Issued with Home Guard uniform. Now going to HQ most evenings, and doing some night guards.
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September 22
Looting patrol at bomb-damaged shops in Lee Green. Bombs falling, AA guns barking away. Bloody cold.
October 10
Dad gets permission to join the Home Guard. Help Dorothy鈥檚 father to load his furniture on to removal van.
October 16
Wear my HG uniform to work, as the King pays us a visit.
November 3
No night raids, so sleep in my bed for the first time for nine weeks.
November 26
Big news from Dad. He has been promoted, and will be taking up a VIP job in Birmingham immediately. Promotion for me, too, to Corporal.
December 11
Mum to Birmingham to find a house
December 21
Cycle with Tig to Bompa鈥檚 house. After 41 years, he has left the Daily Telegraph. Put him on the train to Horsham, where he will be living with Aunt Rose. Pack Dorothy鈥檚 dolls鈥 house, and post it off to her.
December 24
Dad arrives from Birmingham in badly-battered car 鈥 he had a crash, but is OK. At night, I am Corporal of the Guard at HG HQ. Hear a shot just as Christmas Day is starting 鈥 Private Gardiner has shot a boisterous drunk 鈥 in the backside. Call ambulance 鈥 no great harm done.
December 30/31
Dad rings me in the office first thing 鈥 we are to move to Birmingham asap. Hear that most of the City is on fire, due to heavy bombing. Volunteer for canteen duty, and dish out meals to firemen all afternoon in Eastcheap. Back to LFB HQ, then all over the City delivering food to canteens until 0430 hours Out around the City again later 鈥 fires dying down 鈥 collecting containers and checking food stocks. 鈥淰ery tired and grimy in the evening鈥.
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