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When the air-raids used to come, because we were a big family, some of us used to stop at my granddad Sylvester鈥檚 next door. As a child I remember seeing the searchlights going up and down in the sky - we could see as far as Wolverhampton and all over that way, the sky all lit up. You could hear the bombing and feel the shakes.

I was more frightened by the gasmasks though. I was terrified of them and my father used to run me round the table and say, 鈥淚鈥檒l give you a shilling if you stop and put that gas mask on鈥�. It took me ages to put it on, I was so terrified. Even at school, I was the last one to put my mask on and when we used to have to go down the air-raid shelter, they always said 鈥測ou go down first because you鈥檙e smaller and help them down the ladder鈥� so that鈥檚 what I had to do. I was really terrified.

Kath Martin was my friend, and we were always going to the vicarage to get a new gas mask; it was pitch-black trying to find our way walking down and it was right along the main road past the coal wall and we had to walk back so we were always glad when we got in.
And the Warden would shout when we opened the door. 鈥淪hut that door!鈥� He鈥檇 say; 鈥測ou鈥檙e showing your light鈥�

This story was submitted to the People鈥檚 War site by Becky Barugh of the 大象传媒 Radio Shropshire CSV Action Desk on behalf of Lilian Riedel and has been added to the site with her permission. The author fully understands the site's terms and conditions.

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