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V.E day was celebrated in Brackley on May 8th, 1945. I was 13 years old. There was partying in the Market Square — someone supplied a gramophone and records and we danced! Such a relief such a war was over. I recall the vicar said he hadn’t any bunting and hung two oriental rugs out of his window. ‘They do that sort of thing abroad, don’t they?’ he said

We, as a family had moved to Brackley in 1943, away from London and the Blitz. For nights on end we slept in an underground shelter my grandmother had made. Bombs fell all round us.

My father had served in both world wars in the R.F.C in the Great War and in the R.A.F under Sir Hugh Dowding at Bentley Priory.

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