- Contributed by听
- charteight
- People in story:听
- Donald Angus Palmer, Adeline Joyce Palmer
- Location of story:听
- Histon Cambridge
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A4424753
- Contributed on:听
- 11 July 2005
In 1942 I was aged two and living near the Chivers jam factory at Histon in Cambridge. One morning my mother heard an approaching plane and then the sound and impact of bombs exploding nearby. She ran upstairs where I was asleep in my cot. My bedroom window had blown in and there was glass everywhere, but I seemed to be OK. As she was checking me for cuts, she heard the sound of laughter from outside and carried me out to see why the neighbours were laughing.
There was jam everywhere, in gardens and on walls and windows and covering peoples roofs. In the field behind our houses there had been stored one hundred barrels of jam. The German bomber must have mistaken the barrels for fuel or some kind of war material.
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