大象传媒

I remember as a child in the early years of the war, walking along the beach at Swanage, early one morning with my parents.
Suddenly we heard this plane coming over, very low and the distinct noise of the engine that the German planes used to make. To our horror also the sound of machine gunfire. We thought he was aiming at us, and as I was very near to some sand dunes I literally hurled myself into the nearest one and hid my head for some while, like the PROVERBIAL OSTRICH !!
It seem'd like for ages, but probably after a few minutes ,emerged from the sand dune to find my Mum and Dad who had followed me both looking rather startled but glad we were all in one piece!
The German plane had crashed into the sea and we were told the pilot must have wanted to get rid of his ammunition first.
My sympathies are with the Ostrich. It is not a nice sensation to have one's mouth full of sand!
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