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We lived at the end of Mountfield Road in Tunbridge Wells, which backed onto the grounds of Calverley Gardens. It was a lovely area where there was a bandstand with a glass roof.
We didn't have an air raid shelter, so when there was a raid we'd sleep under the stairs on orange boxes.
One night there was a heavy raid, it was a moonlit night, and the reflection off the glass roof of the band stand must have made the Germans think taht they were bombing the station, which also had a glass roof. Bombs were dropped and the bandstand was destroyed.
On the common there were some high rocks and my sister and I and friends would often play around the rocks. One day a Messerschmitt came over and tried to machine gun us but we were hiding under these rocks. No one was hurt and afterwards we all went home and behaved as though nothing had happened.
My friends and I would congregate around the entrance to one of the shelters which were situated under the large humps of grass in Calverley Gardens. here we would swap pieces of shrapnel for other things.

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