- Contributed by听
- brssouthglosproject
- People in story:听
- Phyllis Sutton
- Location of story:听
- Filton airfield, South Gloucestershire
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A3839763
- Contributed on:听
- 29 March 2005
I can remember when the soldiers were marching up Filton Hill, past the airfield, when there was German planes overhead and they swooped down and machine-gunned them.The german planes were really knocking hell out of Filton Airfield. Once we were going visiting somebody at Patchway and while we were going past the airfield the sirens went, there were no shelters apart from the shelters inside the gates of the works; and there was always the works police on the gate and all that.And anyway, mum and Jean and I were walking down, the sirens went, and our mum said, 'God, we'd better run like mad now'. And the policeman came outside of the gate, and well, he swore. He looked at my mother and he said, 'you silly buggers, what are you doing? Come on in, get in this shelter.Anyway, we went into the Works shelters there until it finished.
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I remember, it was in the next village, Olveston, the Germans dropped land mines, and my cousins and some of their mates, they went out, and some of the older youths started defusing the mines. Well the local bobby got wind of this somehow; he got onto the army and the bomb disposal squad came in, and when they came to defuse these land mines they found several of them had been defused by youths that had never been in the army!
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