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Helping my father build a Anderson shelter in our back garden - my job was to throw the earth over the top when it was erected. Proudly explaining to dad when he came home on leave from the R.A.F. that it was alright to stand outside the shelter when the doodle bugs flew over, but as soon as their engines cut out then we must dash inside and quickly shut the door.

When my mother got fed up with us sleeping in the shelter night after night, whe made up a bed under the dining roomd table so that herm my brother and I would all sleep there whenever th4e siren was dounded.

My other vivid memories were living with relatives in Torquay for a time and also in Witney, so that by the end of the war had been to four different schools before my ninth birthday.

One of my greatest joys as a child during the war was when a group of us kids sent searching the streets for shrapnel. To find pieces of metal that we always wwere convinced of came from the hated German planes was sheer bliss.

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