- Contributed by听
- CSV Media NI
- People in story:听
- Lilian Sloan
- Location of story:听
- Northern Ireland
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A4550627
- Contributed on:听
- 26 July 2005
This story was transcribed and posted by Mark Jeffers, with permission from the author. The author fully understands the terms and conditions.
We moved to Straid near Ballyclare for a couple of months after the Easter Tuesday blitz on Belfast.
The children were then sent to Randalstown as evacuees. I went too and we lived about 2 miles outside Randalstown in Seymour Bridge; there was only one class in the local school for all the pupils. The farmer whose house we stayed in gave me a field to grow vegetables. I loved that. I grew peas, beans, carrots, turnips, cabbage, brussel sprouts, onions and many more. There was more produce available there as well. I was able to get more butter, fat, bananas and tomatoes.
I went back to Belfast every weekend to see my mother and to give her some onions because it was hard to get those sorts of things in the towns. When we were in Randalstown my husband was working in the Edenderry Mill on fire watch. I told the children to pray for their daddy when they next blitzed Belfast.
After a couple of years our house in Belfast was renovated and we could move back. That was in 1942. All the furniture was still in the house; we had to leave it there. The kettle was still in the kitchen from the night of the blitz. The entire frame of the window in my bedroom had been blown in and the bed was broken. I only got sixteen pounds for everything that was broken.
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