- Contributed by听
- morganted
- People in story:听
- Edward Morgan
- Location of story:听
- Burnage Manchester
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A4423619
- Contributed on:听
- 11 July 2005
As a young child I can remember my mother taking me to the back door of our council house on an estate about 6 miles from the centre of Manchester and showing me the red glowing sky from the Christmas time raid on Manchester. We were in a Morrison shelter ( a large steel table inside the house when a bomb dropped on a house at the top os the street. The blast caused a crack to appear in the wall at the front of the house the window blew out. Th floor in the kitchen next door dropped by about 3/4 of an inch as thew foundations cracked .(this was not repaired until well after the war!!) and to my own dismaty the canary in a cage in the front room the canary Joey fell dead off the perch. I can remember not having any sweets and going to the chemist to buy Fennings Baby Cooling powders and swallowing these because they were sweet, boy did I catch it when my mother found out. I remember VE night and a massive bonfire being lit in the circle in which we lived and me as a young child going and pinching wooden clothes props to keep the fire going !!. Christmas time in war for a young child consisted of books and if we were luck an apple. I thought that chickens were only for christmas if you could get one and if I wanted a toy you made it yourself.
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