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I was born the night the Dam Busters burst the Dam (16th May 1943), in west Wales.

I can remember being shut in the cupboard under the stairs, before I was two years old, as a bomb fell on a row of houses behind us, and the Grandfather Clock fell down the stairs.

My mother and my god-mother ran the Entertainments Committee for the Sunderland Flying Boats, and I learnt to count on the Sunderlands.

They had table tennis matches, and it was sad when some of the matches had to be cancelled because some of the crews had been killed.

My mother offered fireside for the pilots to relax in the peace and quiet. One American crew member still sent food parcels to my family right up to 1959, as a thanks for the hospitality.

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