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This story was submitted to the People鈥檚 War site by Mike Millington of CSV on behalf of Sheila Harvey and has been added to the site with her permission. The author fully understands the site's terms and conditions. The story was originally recorded by members of the Brampton Museum Newcastle Under Lyme

One evening the air raid siren sounded and before we could get to the shelter there was a hissing noise with the droning of the aeroplane and a bang which shook our home. A bomb had been dropped on Downing Avenue where my gran lived. It was a terrible time. Fortunately, they had survived in their garden shelter but one side of Richmond Grove had disappeared leaving nothing but rubble which later became our favourite place to make our dens and play, much to the annoyance of our parents

The roof at the back of our house and all the back windows and door were blown out with the blast from the massive bomb. It was winter and snowing and we covered the gaps with tarpaulin from the chicken shed. I recall it was very cold and dismal because all the light was blocked out and we lived for a few months in the front room and rushed out whenever we had to use the kitchen or loo. A very frightening experience that has stayed with me even today.

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