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"I was about five years old at the time of this story, living in Southwell, Nottinghamshire.

One day, when I was playing with our gang of about half a dozen young lads we saw a convoy of about twenty to thirty army lorries coming down the road. Our gang lined up across the road with our home made bows and arrows, blocking the convoy’s progress. We told them that we wouldn’t let them through until they gave us chocolate. Chocolate was a real treat at the time because, of course, it was on ration.

I think they must have been more frightened of us than of Hitler, because they gave us some chocolate and some chewing gum — and then we let the convoy pass!"

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