- Contributed by听
- GordonM
- People in story:听
- Gordon Morris
- Location of story:听
- London
- Article ID:听
- A1987635
- Contributed on:听
- 07 November 2003
Living in Hendon, aged 5, I was among the second wave of North London evacuees due to the V rocket menace.
Carrying a small case, a label around my neck and a gas mask in my hand I went by train to Worksop Notts.
My elder sister June, aged 13, was supposed to look after me, but we were separated at the reception centre and sent to homes in different areas.
Weeks later on my mother's first visit she found me sharing a bedroom with a boy with tuberculosis - then a fatal disease!
We moved but still separated to darkest Rotherham in Yorks but returned to London in time for the V-Bomb attacks. I slept in an air raid shelter at the bottom of our garden and sometimes in local tube stations.
One of the first V-2 rockets, fell on our local pub killing many Sunday lunchtime drinkers and blowing out all our upstairs windows.
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