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I was 4years old at the start of the war,and lived in Islington. My father ran a motor and cats meat business, we lived in New North Road and the shop waas in Queensbury street, when the air raid warnings started we all as a family ran to the shop, because it was felt that being slightly further away from the city that it would be safer.One of my first memories was the sight of my Father and Pops carrying the bedding on their shoulders and us running as the bombs fell, in fact we did have one fall in our garden at the back of house, however it didnt explode.
My dad and pops were air rade wardens at the start of the war. A few months later my dad was called up and he went into the army.
We all moved to Wood Green, thinking again that it would be safer,[of coarse by this time dad and pops busnius had failed]
Om moving we lived on the fringes of Alexandra Palace, we constantly had airrade warnings, and my Mother and I used to hide in the cellar, I used to sit in terror with my fingers in my ears, so that I couldnt hear the doodle bugs. We always knew when a warning was about to happen because my little dog used to shiver,[she never got over it even after the war it still used to happen]. We had the windows blown out twice,then we had to live withthe blackout paper and curtains.
The feelings cannot be discibed, I was without my dad who I adored and we were without most things, money was very very tight as was food, even now all these years later I find it difficult to throw uneaten food away those difficult times always come to mind.
My sister was born in1944 and because my dad was on the second front, my Mum,sister and I were evacuated to Yorkshire, I found this difficult because I missed my grandparents, Pops was like another father to me, and I missed my little dog she knew all my secrets. However we were only away for about six weeks as afer the event it was discovered that my Father should never have gone to France, as he was over the age limit for this event, however he did come home, suffering from stomach ulcers, and he never really got over it.
The feeling in the country the day peace was declared, was amazing people walking about smiling, however the moral was very high during the war, and the cockney humour, and the singing in the shelters,was a very large part of the war.
School was non excistant for a number of children, for instance when I was evacuated we had to stand at the back of the classroom, because there was not enough room in these small country schools. We were made welcome by the children.
I ALWAYS SAY THANK GOD FOR WINNY OUR NAME FOR WINSTON CHURCHILL.

Yvonne Arbery maiden name Mowbray

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