- Contributed by听
- AgeConcernCheshire
- People in story:听
- Kathleen Blenkinsop
- Location of story:听
- Croydon, Surrey.
- Article ID:听
- A2802539
- Contributed on:听
- 02 July 2004
My brother, George Ford, was in the Royal Air Force, as a rear gunner at the time in Italy. My mother, always stated as George was at the rear of the plane he would be quite safe! My mother was right in the end, as George came home unscathed.
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One day I was making some jam tarts in the kitchen, and the air-raid siren started. I took the jam tarts out and left them on the side. The bombs started to drop... The next time I was allowed home, I tried to find the jam tarts I left out previously... but I couldn't find them anywhere. Two or three days later I opened our gramophone only to find the missing jam tarts. The force of the bombs had opened the lid of the gramophone and the jam tarts must have managed to 'jump' into it.
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If an air-raid started, the station at London Bridge was closed. The only way home was to come out of the station and walk over the bridge, with the bombs landing in the Thames at the same time.
This happened once, whilst I was in the station coming home from Andover with my husband. I was thrown on the floor by one of the soldiers, and they protected me by lying on top of me... from the bombs and the tremendous amount of water from the Thames that was thrown out by the bombs.
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