- Contributed by听
- supaWAAF268832
- People in story:听
- Pat Clack
- Location of story:听
- Redhill and Guildford
- Background to story:听
- Royal Air Force
- Article ID:听
- A2004256
- Contributed on:听
- 09 November 2003
I completed my wireless op course at Compton bassett, and we had a leave ban for 7 months; after that time some of us put bolsters in our beds to look as if they were occupied and others covered for us, and we "hitched" home. I got as far as Guildford late one night and walked from there to my village of Send - about 5 miles. I had heard about the doodle-bugs but never heard one, and I was about a mile from home when I heard this sound which made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Then it stopped and I realised what it was; it fell very near with a loud explosion. When I reached home my parents were horrified to find I had walked 5 miles with doodle-bugs all around.
When I was stationed at Nutfield near Redhill, in a drome previously owned by an Air Marshall and commandeered for the War, I did l5 hour night dutes - 4 in a row - in the middle of the drome. We were sitting ducks, but that didn't seem to matter as at the end of it we could take home the remainder of the rations allotted to us - a small sack of potatoes, llb. bacon, llb butter, llb sugar, 6 eggs, etc. Our mothers were always very pleased to see us.
Despite all the dreadful happenings of the War nobody received any counselling as they do today. We were all in the same boat and just "got on" with it.
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