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- Mrs B N****
- Location of story:听
- Bexley, Kent
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A4415276
- Contributed on:听
- 10 July 2005
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We lived in Bexley in Kent.
My father was called up to the navy 2 weeks before the start of WW2 because he was in the naval reserve.
We stayed at home with my mother. When we were at school and the air raid sirens went off, we had to go into the shelter and we knitted for the forces.
When we got home, after tea we often had to go into the shelters.
There were 5 children and my mother in our shelter and we all slept side by side.
My mother slept underneath us all.
I remember seeing doodlebugs flying over Kent. We knew that if there was smoke coming out of the back, we would be aright and that the doodlebug would not fall on us. We thought Thank god! Even thought we knew that someone else might have to dodge the bomb later.
The buses in London had a special green Mesh over the windows to protect them and the people if the windows shattered. At home we had the blackout and we covered the windows with cloth. We also used brown parcel tape in a crisscross pattern to stop the glass shattering.
We listen to the wireless at nights and the battery was called an accumulator.
We used to argue about who was going to go to the shop to get the accumulator charged.
It cost 6d to get it charged. If we didn鈥檛 go we didn鈥檛 get to listen to the wireless.
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