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Bridget here again!

I can vividly remember the 'dampness' during WW2. As a small child from about 6 to 9 yrs old I always felt cold and wet;it was particularly bad in our air raid shelter. I remember sitting shivering and my mum trying to keep me warm. As a consequence, I contracted rheumatic fever but survived to tell this tale:-)

My mum was always so good to me. Using bits of old cardboard in her shoes to try to keep out the damp conditions: going without so I would get more.....

On one occasion our house was so badly bombed we were all decanted to the local school - St Mary's. Many of the local families, including us, had to sleep huddled together on the floor in the gym hall wrapped in rough blankets. I remember being measured by the school nurse. I was quite a tall girl for my age and as a result got extra clothing coupons so I could get things to fit me!!!!

After a few weeks we were back in the relative warmth of our newly repaired house being looked after my grandmother, grandmother and aunt who came to live with us when their house was destroyed by a bomb. Mum worked during the day at Scott's - she was taught how to be a welder.

It was a tough time but we were a close knit family.
Does anyone remember Scott's?

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