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I was married in 1937 and my son Peter was born in 1941. We had a flat in Hammersmith my husband was called up the day after war was declared. I went to live with my parents in Hastings- we lived on a corner. We used to get hit and run raids, when the German pilots were sent across the channel, two of my aunts were hit.

On a particular day my little daughter was out in the pram watching her grandpa working. He ran into the house and said for us to get into the air raid shelter quickly as a raid was imminent. My Grandmother insisted on lying over both of us to keep us safe. 37 people were killed that day.
A few days later my daughter heard coal being delivered and shouted for her mammy thinking the noise was another bomb but it was only the noise of the coal being dropped on the ground.

My Husband was in the Navy and was sent to Belfast.He was given orders to guard a fleet of Scottish trawlers. He was on the Northern Foam.

My husband hated tinned milk. I managed to get some green tomatoes and packed them in cotton wool and put them in icing sugar bags and sent them off to him so that he had some fresh food.

He was on patrols in the Greenland and one day they were on the Faroah Islands, where they got a wonderful welcome, they had a real feast and enjoyed themselves. The next day it came over the radio via Lord Haw Haw that the British had invaded the Faroahs.

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