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I was born in April 1935, so I was 4 years old when World War II began, and 10 when it ended. The day war broke out, Mum and Dad, Auntie Pat and Uncle Wally and I were fishing at Slaugham Ponds. Suddenly, another fisherman came over to tell us that we’d declared war on Germany. Everything was thrown into the car (Morris Minor BPO 769 — how do I remember that?). We came back to Ashton Street and sat downstairs in the basement cellar, with our gasmasks on! Nothing happened for another 12 months!

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