- Contributed by听
- twinsinwartime
- People in story:听
- Shirley Richards Rita Richards
- Location of story:听
- West Ham To Huntingdon Then to Newick
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A2774243
- Contributed on:听
- 23 June 2004
My sister and i were three years old when the second would war started So the story goes is that my mum had to take us to a picking up point at a nearby school but when we got there she was told that we didnt have enough undercloths so she left us to go back to get some more and when she returned we had already left It was to be six mounths before she saw us again she told us that she didnt know where we had gone I read alot of books about the war and its my beleaf that children who were evauated had lables on there clothing with there names and addresses so as the parents would know where they had been sent to We were only three but i do remember we went to a big building with cots My mum said that when she did finally see us we were coverd in bandages we had imbertigo I remember mum and dad coming to take us out for the day they came in a car they must have hired it or lent it because we did not have one I remember being frightened going over a bridge and to this day i am still the same I dont think we stayed there for long My mum rented a cottage in Sussex in a little village called Newick I can remember starting school there I also remember the doodlebugs if we were out we would just lay on the ground Its amazing that we were let out on our own at that young age i cant remember mum taking us anywhere We must have only been about five years old and we would go swimming in a pit about two miles away and think nothing of it There were alot of canadions in the village and my sister and i would sing to them on the village green for there maypleleaf badges Although we were in the country we still had the bombings i remember the doodlebugs coming over My dad was in the airforce so when there was a bad raid we would go up to an auntys with mum untill it was over One night my mum went to a dance in another village and while she was there we had a bad raid my sister were in the cottage on our own and woke up to see the sky was alight i said to her we had better get out so we went up to a big house which belonged to an egg factory my mum came home because they were told the village was being bombed to find we were not there she eventually found us and took us home When we got home the bedroom ceiling had fallen in so it was a good job we got out when we did my mum wasnt very pleased because she had made arrangments for a mum in the village to watch over us while she was out but it all turned out alright in the end We had a lovley time during the war i supposed it was becuase we were kids and had no worries Well 1945 came and the war was over on VE day my sister dressed up as the bisto kids in our mumu and dads old clothes and we had a big bonfire on the green we came back to London but we did miss the countryside I still go back to Newick at least once a year and see all the friends we made during the the war
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