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This story was submitted to the Peoples War Site by Stacy Blyth from The Folkestone School for Girls and has been added to the website on behalf of Tony Baker with his permission and he fully understands the sites terms and conditions.

A significant event is that we were ‘bombed out’. We had an Anderson shelter and my father had put loads of earth and sand banks on to it. It was an attractive feature of our garden, I used to play on it! One time at school we heard bombing close at hand and the teachers told all the children to get under the tables. We had a big solid wooden table and it seemed like we stayed there forever. It must have been a couple of hours. The parents came to collect their children but I was left alone. What had happened to my mother? Finally a figure appeared at the end of the hall in the doorway, completely black, all the clothes torn to pieces and rags, and red with blood. It was my mother. She had come to collect us. The bomb had fallen straight onto the shelter, blown off the back part of the house, my mother had been upstairs, and when the bomb fell she was concussed. She woke up after a while, went to walk downstairs but they collapsed due to damage, she fell through the stairs to the ground floor but remained relatively unharmed and manage to walk about 300-400m to our school to get us.

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