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Our village was on the main road from Leicester to Rugby and the south and the A5 road to London. This was long before motorways and bypasses. This road through Blaby was always busy with military traffic. Long convoys going to various camps and it made it difficult to cross the road sometimes. I remember on one occasion my mother asked me to call into the doctors to take a note. This meant crossing the main road. No pedestrian crossings in them days. I stood at the side of the road for ages trying to cross over and I was afraid I鈥檇 be late for school and I was almost on the point of tears where the Headmaster of the school Mr (Gaffer) Blackhouse saw my plight and helped me get across and waited for me to post the letter and then got me back over the road again. It鈥檚 finny how things like that stick in your mind. I also received six of the best a couple of years later for misbehaving. This sticks in my mind as well.

As well as troop carriers and jeeps going through the village there we some larger low loaders carrying tanks and large guns on them. On some occasions there were also RAF low loaders carrying aeroplanes with wings folded up which probably crash-landed somewhere and was still good enough to repair. Also at the end of the village there was and is still a railway line. There used to be a station as well but sadly that went with the infamous Beeching Axe. Along this line we could see lots of good trains also carrying armoury of all sorts.

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