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15 October 2014
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A Very Rural War

by Wymondham Learning Centre

Contributed by听
Wymondham Learning Centre
People in story:听
Ruth Eagling
Location of story:听
Carlton Forehoe, Wymondham, Barnham Broom, Norfolk
Background to story:听
Civilian
Article ID:听
A3882116
Contributed on:听
11 April 2005

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I was eleven when World War Two began and was the youngest in a large family. I had two brothers and four sisters. My mother was forty-five when I was born and she never really recovered from my birth. I had to help a lot around the house and with the cooking. I think I must have been quite clever as the year the war started I got a scholarship to the Grammar School in Dereham, but my father refused to let me go there because of the bombs. He was afraid the trains would be hit.

So, I stayed at Barnham Broom School until I was fourteen. I left on a Friday and on the Monday I started to work in a teashop, the Mary Elizabeth Tearoom, in the nearby town of Wymondham. I got nine shillings a week and stayed there a year until I got the sack as a friend of the owner wanted the job. Then I went as a general help to a family who lived in a house called 鈥楾he Orchard鈥 in Norwich Road, Wymondham. I had to do housework and cooking and also look after the children. They had a Morrison shelter in the house, like a heavy iron table, I hated going in there as they let their very smelly dog sleep in there all the time.

There were Canadian soldiers at Kimberley Hall and later on German and Italian prisoners of war. They were a nuisance and kept asking, 鈥淵ou want a bambino?鈥
鈥淣o way鈥 said I.

My biggest memory was when a landmine fell in the field opposite and my bedroom ceiling fell down on my bed, luckily only the plaster.

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