- Contributed by听
- royalstarandgarter
- People in story:听
- Jessie Millard
- Location of story:听
- London
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A6584150
- Contributed on:听
- 01 November 2005
This story was submitted to the People's War Site by Margaret Walsh of the Royal Star and Garter Home on behalf of Jessie Millard and has been added to the site with her permission. The author fully understands the site's terms and conditions.
I was living in SE London near a railway station. We slept in a shelter in the garden, and part of our family slept in the shelter of our next door neighbour. On one occasion we counted 100 bombs and then stopped counting.
I was going out with a Scots Guardsman. We used to go to the cinema, and there would be shrapnel falling all around us when he walked me home. He used to let me wear his tin hat!
My baby brother had a narrow escape. He was on his way to school, and got to the bus stop when he remembered that he didn't have his school cap. He went back home to get it and when he got back to the bus stop, everyone had been killed
漏 Copyright of content contributed to this Archive rests with the author. Find out how you can use this.
Recommended story
Story with photo