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The Day The Bomb Parachuted into My Garden

by shropshirelibraries

Contributed by听
shropshirelibraries
People in story:听
Hazel Malcolmson (nee Smith)
Location of story:听
Plaistow, East London, and Loughton, Essex
Article ID:听
A3822518
Contributed on:听
23 March 2005

I was 2 years old when World War 1 started and I can remember the Zeppelins up in the sky. I was living in Plaistow at the time. They were very frightening. There were searchlights on them and one was brought down near where we lived. When the air raid siren went we went downstairs into the middle room because it only had one window and so it was safer. The Zeppelins were huge and I was very frightened.
When World War 11 was upon us we lived near a place where they put up barrage balloons and I found that quite disturbing because it reminded me of the Zeppelins and I thought 鈥淚 can鈥檛 look at the sky now鈥.

In World War 11 my parents鈥 home was nearer the docks and all the bombing and they thought it would be safer to go and live in my brother鈥檚 house on the edge of Epping Forest. There were no phones then and I didn鈥檛 know where they were but my husband managed to find out where they had gone and said 鈥淚f you want to go and see them I鈥檒l take you鈥. We had enough petrol and drove there but we couldn鈥檛 get back because of the night raids, so we made up beds on the floor.

I couldn鈥檛 get to sleep and said to my husband 鈥淚鈥檓 not happy, there鈥檚 something wrong鈥.
鈥淥h go back to sleep鈥 he said.

Then I heard someone walking along the road and coming up each path and knocking on the doors.

I can鈥檛 remember whether it was a policeman or an air-raid warden, but he said 鈥淵ou鈥檝e got to get out as soon as you can and go down the hill to be safe鈥. A land mine had landed almost in the garden and its parachute strings had got caught up in a tree in the churchyard at the back of the house but the actual bomb was hanging over the garden.

There was an air raid shelter in the town but he told us that if we got down the hill we would be safe and we could stay with friends there if we wanted to. So we did. When you are told to get out in 5 minutes you never know what to take and I can鈥檛 remember what we took but it was something ridiculous. The people were happy to have us for the night and we couldn鈥檛 go back home for a few days until the bomb disposal team had been to deal with the mine.

I have tried to put other memories of the war behind me because it wasn鈥檛 a wonderful time. But later in the war I had my first baby and because it was wartime I couldn鈥檛 go to hospital and had to have him at home with a doctor and midwife in attendance. Sadly I lost my mother one month before my son鈥檚 birth and as she was going to look after me, this made it very difficult to cope with. My father came to live with us and my sister, Dora, also came to stay with me for three weeks to care for me and baby Ian.

Young mums used to take their babies to the local church hall to see the doctor or a nurse so that the babies could be weighed. If mums could not feed their babies, they could have suitable formula milks in tins. My in-laws bought me a proper pram albeit stocks in the shops ran out quickly thereafter.

There were no telephones at this time but our neighbour across the road had the only telephone in the street! If we needed help, someone would run across the road and send a message for the nurse to come. We knew nothing about looking after babies 鈥 it was all a bit frightening! If the air raid sirens went, we put baby Ian under the bed for protection.

We had a gas boiler to heat water to wash nappies so we were pleased not to have received a direct hit. My parents semi-detached house in Wanlett Road, Plaistow, had its outside wall destroyed by a bomb. They had to leave their home and the Council took over the house. They had to fight to get their house back which they finally did. My in-laws had the front of their house blown out by a land mine landing right in the middle of the road; it killed the man across the road who had just come from work.

Our Congregational Church, which was a very large church with at least three halls attached to it, was the centre of our spiritual and social life. I am still in contact with two friends from that time which is wonderful at the age of 93!

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