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This story was submitted to the People’s War Site by Three Counties Action, on behalf of Peggie Rigg, and has been added to the site with her permission. The author fully understands the site’s terms and conditions.

I was 16 when war was declared. I remember that Sunday when me and the family sat listening to Churchill on the radio. I wondered what my future would be.

I stayed in a reserved occupation all through the war coping with food rationing. Weighing out small — sometimes just ounces of sugar, tea, butter and bacon. One egg per person per week.

One afternoon we witnessed a fighter plane chasing a Nazi bomber in the sky over town. To escape quickly the bomber unloaded the remaining bombs — they fell and destroyed two houses. There was only one casualty.

I was in Cardiff when VE day came and as I celebrated I felt how lucky I was to come through the Second World War unscathed.

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