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warmscanny
People in story:听
Elsie Martin
Location of story:听
Wales
Background to story:听
Civilian
Article ID:听
A3945855
Contributed on:听
25 April 2005

Even today in the year 2002 I remember being evacuated. It was only for a short time, but for a thirteen-year-old girl in the nineteen thirties it sure was an adventure.
The house that we stayed at, was a beautiful detached large stone house set in its own grounds.
We had been allocated to this lady who did not have a welsh accent, who, after my tearful performance, took my younger sister and my brother and myself, home with her. There we were put into the care of Dilys the cook, and Gladys the maid, two eighteen year olds. After a short while I got the impression that they were going to be being almost 14 myself and leaving school the next year, I was almost grown up!
Having heard from talk in the playground (obviously future union rep鈥檚) that we should have eggs for breakfast I stood tall and talked the cook!
I asked why we have not been given such breakfast, as I anticipated, Gladys told me not to be so cheeky.
When I said I would confirm this was so- with our host Mrs Roberts, to my delight, next day eggs were on the menu, so happily this was soon forgotten and in time were on more amicable terms, Gladys even talking me into meeting the locals, girls and boys, so there and then, I forgave her everything!
Over the next weeks I began to appreciate my surroundings, the large grey stone house was furnished in the styles of the thirties, polished wood blocked floors, and large sumptuous chairs and, tasteful furnishings. However some rooms really fascinated me entering in the hallway- there to the left in all its majesty was a russet, polished brick, inglenook fireplace, and at each side of the fireplace, two seats were built in. I loved to sit in those seats, and gaze at the old fashioned Welsh spinning the wool in the olden days.
This was something else! A large room, green walls complemented a deep white bath, and sink, and glory be- a sparking, gleaming, chrome heated towel rail- I felt like a film star! I did linger longer every time I took a bath.

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