- Contributed by听
- finedonmulso
- People in story:听
- Gerry Needle
- Location of story:听
- Finedon, Northamptonshire
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A7763231
- Contributed on:听
- 14 December 2005
This story has been written by Christian Needle of Finedon Mulso C of E Junior School on behalf of Gerry Needle with his permission. Mr Needle fully understands the site's terms and conditions.
My granddad remembers being eight years old and he was playing on the swings in the park when 150 children came off the two double decker busses, right in front of the park railings.
He remembers being aware that you would only have eight cubes of plain chocolate a month that means two cubes a week imagine that! It was a good job that medicine wasn鈥檛 even rationed. Most people had a Morrison shelter in their back garden, made out of corrugated metal and they grew vegetables on its top. All ration books had six food columns and so many tokens.
My grandad has his helmet and a gas mask with a bag, lots of posters and Papers also his identity card. There was only a radio called the wireless. All instruments up to the piano were around NO electric guitars and no pop stars maybe the odd one.
His sister had a Donald Duck gas mask and a wooden box for it.
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