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I was 9 years old in June 1944 and had been evacuated from Chelsea London in 1940 to escape the bombs.I was fortunate in that my parents followed soon after.However the bombing followed us to Cardiff and to their credit at no time were we children scared. It was always turned into a game and as the war progressed we knew that a night of bombing meant no school next day. We slept under the stairs because my uncle, a student doctor, said you could pick up too many germs in airraid shelters.
On the day that the war was declared over I sat on the step for hours waiting for my Father to come home as my Mother had said so often 'Daddy will be home after the war.'
He eventually returned 18 months later. He was in Berlin and one of his jobs was to collect personal papers etc. from the bodies of german soldiers. He was very fierce about this saying it was so important for there to be no looting of the soldiers and utmost respect should be given.
The parties afterwards were so exiting and in our street which was narrow we had big fires which blistered the doors and the next day we would pop the blisters on the scorched doors.
My lasting overall memory as a child is one of being surrounded by mostly caring women who looked out for all the children of Avon street Canton Cardiff

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