- Contributed by听
- A7431347
- People in story:听
- Frank Bathurst
- Location of story:听
- Kingston-on-Thames
- Article ID:听
- A7709664
- Contributed on:听
- 12 December 2005
I was 18 and in 1944 I got called up in the Army. I was sent to Kingston-on-Thames when the buzz bombs were falling. We used to go out at weekends and help clear up, and right in the middle of all the rubble that had been cleared up there was a chink of a Morrison table, like my mum hit her head on, if you'd been under that you'd have been alright. But the saddest thing was there were some three ton Bedford army lorries that brought some lovely girls back and they came to get some of their things and the houses were all knocked about. The walls were still there but it was just all dust and rubbish and they were so sad - it made you feel really sad. They only looked 15, 16, 17. That's the thing that stuck in my mind most.
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