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- People in story:听
- Margaret Adin and family
- Location of story:听
- Ashbourne, Derbyshire
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A3335672
- Contributed on:听
- 27 November 2004
AN AIR-RAID SHELTER IN THE GARDEN
When war was declared, Dad dug up half the lawn in our back garden and made an air-raid shelter. When the siren went, we all ran down into the shelter which had a carpet on the floor and was lit by hurricane lamp 鈥 I can still smell the damp paraffininy smell there was in the shelter.
There was a box with games and jigsaws for us to play with. One night we were all settled in nicely 鈥 our next-door neighbours, my mother, auntie and myself, when Mum suddenly said 鈥淲here鈥檚 John?鈥. He was my baby brother and slept in a wicker clothes basket in readiness should the siren go off. He had been forgotten in the rush on this occasion and there was a dash to fetch him from the house.
Memories from Mrs Margaret Allsopp nee Adin who lived on Windmill Lane, Ashbourne, Derbyshire
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