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I was just turned twelve years old when the war broke out. The unknown was frightening; as war was announced on the radio fear seeemed to flow through my veins instead of my blood. We were a family of four.

During the early part of the war my father had joined the homeguard and he had to do his share of duties on watch. One of the biggest bombs to fall on England came down five roads below us. It was a time bomb and went down under the houses in Cross Street and ended up near the wall of the cellar of the Sportsman Pub where it could be heard ticking.

The bomb disposal unit did a wonderful job; it was made safe and brought to the surface. It was bigger than a large bath tub.

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