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I remember Sunday 3rd September 1939 as if it was yesterday. My brother and I were out buying sweets when the first air raid siren sounded, A few weeks later we were evacuated to Dulverton Somerset. There were many sad and many happy times between 1939 and 1943 but eventually we returned home to London when our mother thought it was safer. It was not to be however because the doodle bugs became part of the horror we experienced, the drone of the bomb, silence and then the crash. Sometimes we took shelter under the stairs and sometimes we just stood in the street watching the direction the bomb would take. My mum decided to send us away again and we went to our grandmother's in Manchester, this had been bombed but at least they did'nt have doodlebugs. There were many things I remember about these years, not seeing your parents for such a long time and at times the hostility shown towards evacuees but at other times the friendship given to us by complete strangers.

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