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My brother, my mother and myself went to St Pancras Station August 1946 en rouite to Germany - I was 5. The News of the World took my photo sat on Mail sacks with my brother who they later air brushed out of the photo. I had ash blond hair, pigtails and my favourite doll. He wasn't as pretty as me! The headline of the story told of the ration free boat with fresh turbot.
The train took us to Harwich onto the boat. We sailed across the North Sea to Cuxhaven harbour where you could have walked faster than the boat was going. The harbour was full of sunken German ships with their masts and funnels sticking out of the water.
We were met by my father who was working there and taken to our new house in Bad Oyenhausen - someone's private house. It was the biggest house I had ever been in, with a cellar, attic for servants and big garden all looked after. We had a German maid who lived in, piano lessons paid for in coffee from a German lady, I went to school in a German Convent and then transferred to an army school and we used to go in a 3 ton truck.
After 3 years we went to Celle and my brother and I discovered a marshalling yard with lots of old locomotives that had been damaged during the war.

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