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These stories were submitted to the WW2 People鈥檚 War Website by the London Borough of Harrow Housebound Library Service on behalf of Mrs Lilian Walker, and have been added with her permission.

When things looked bad for Britain and Churchill said we would never give in but fight, a villager called on the residents of Flaunden and asked who lived in the property and what implements did we own. I had a big garden spade and fork, a rake and a scythe. This was listed. Fortunately the situation never arose when I would have had to fight with these.

I had a miscarriage towards the end of the war, and was taken by ambulance to a hospital in Hemel Hempstead. There were eight ladies in a ward leading off a men鈥檚 ward, and we were on straw mattresses. A lovely nurse used to come round each day and rub our backsides with powder to prevent bedsores. One day she said there were some eggs and she would fry them for our breakfast, but the sister said there wasn鈥檛 time and she must boil the eggs. So we got one each in our own hands (she hadn鈥檛 egg cups). Luckily she had spoons. It was Manna from Heaven!

My uncle lived in Urmston near Manchester, in a house overlooking a field. He bought a steel air raid shelter and placed it in the dining room. It had bunk beds for his three children. One night there was a raid and his family were in the shelter listening to bombs falling. His seven-year-old daughter was frightened and said to her mother 鈥淭here is a Jesus isn鈥檛 there?鈥� In the morning they found that fifty incendiary bombs had fallen on the field.

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