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My mother and I were walking along the street in daylight when the siren sounded. Almost immediately, the sky was foil of German bombers. I can remember shouting "Cor, there's farsends ofem!" The street cleared in seconds and we were left standing helplessly, not knowing whether to run for home or to the nearest shelter.
At that moment a man rushed out from a nearby garden and shouted "Quick, take cover under my barrow?" It was the local window cleaner and his barrow consisted of a wooden box on two bicycle wheels, to carry his ladders.
My mother pushed me under the barrow, which was standing forlornly in the middle of the empty street, and then crawled in and lay down beside me. The bombers droned over. After a moment, my mother began shaking with laughter. "Oh, this is ridiculous," she said, "my legs are sticking out on one side and my head on the other. Come on, let's walk home."
We crawled out and plodded hand in hand along the streets to our house as a furious bombardment started up a few miles away.

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