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At nine years old the serious fact that war was imminent had no reality other than my sister and I were being evacuated to a place called Headington which,as we found out later , was in Oxfordshire.We were from the east end of London,Bowen St,Poplar to be precise and up untill that moment had not ventured far from home and so it was on Saturday the day before war was declared that we made our way to the nearest railway station ,a long snaking line of children completely unaware of what was to befall us.

On reaching Headington we assembled in St Francis Church and it was here that we would be given our respective accommodation.In effect we would meet the people we were to be staying with.It all sounds very simple but as my sisterwould not leave me and I did not want to leave her

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