- Contributed by听
- ateamwar
- People in story:听
- Sylvia Edwards, Featuring Miss B
- Location of story:听
- Manchester
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A4039517
- Contributed on:听
- 09 May 2005
I was four years old when the war began, and evacuated with the whole of my school, mother and older sister. We were collected at the station by 'Miss B' in a car, and taken to her house.
Miss B was single and worked, and she lived with her eighty year old mother. I remember sleeping in a room with six beds in it and returning home quite soon afterwoods.
Back at home, we had an Anderson shelter in the garden. I remember being carried out in the night to the shelter and hearing guns going off, whilst the street was ablaze.
Inside the air raid shelters there were two bunks for us to sleep on. My sister slept on the top and I slept on the bottom with my mother. I remember my father stayed on a chair and that there was no heat in the house. In the end we had to saw up the chair and put it on the fire to keep warm, I remember everybody crying, it was really horrible.
I always remember it being a really frightening time, and people losing their husbands and brothers.
I don't remember a V.E. party at the end of the war, but I remember how cold it always seemed to be, and waiting in ques for everything. There were ques for potatoes, ques for bread, ques for wood!
I also remember tasting a banana for the first time, after the war finished.
It is is crazy when you think back to how different it was in those times.
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