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In my village near to Peterborough was a Papermill, a considerably smaller version of the ones to be found up north at the time. Our mill made paper for cartridges and flares, it was manned day and night. It was very noisy and quite smelly until you were used to it. How they made the paper no one is sure, or in those days what they used. All we knew was that the surrounding dykes were full of thick sludge and various colours. All the local children were totally banned from the area.

As all the younger men were called up for service, the mill was worked by the men too old to go to war and the women folk.

The railway was next to the mill, we used to see loads and loads of paper bales being transported. I am not sure where they went.

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