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1939 aged 1
My mom carried me, and my sister held onto her nightie to go down to the air raid shelter when the siren went off to say enemy bombers were in the area. Next day two houses were bombed, they say the lady was in bed. The bed landed in the front garden with her still in it! We spent many nights in the shelter.

Aged 7 years 1945

I was in the local green grocery at the bottom of the road when the local ‘bobby’ came in to say ‘the war was over!’ I dropped my shopping and went all up the road to tell my mom and dad. V.J day was celebrated on May 8th 1945 dancing round the bandstand (complete with band) in the east park with all our neighbours. My mom’s friend went down the slide! A man who lived on the opposite street danced with his baby

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