- Contributed by听
- sarahbateson
- People in story:听
- Peter Moore, London's Town Crier
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A4119077
- Contributed on:听
- 26 May 2005
When the war began I was seven. I was evacuated down to Wales where I stayed until I was 16. I remember the bombs coming down and the air-raid shelters in the garden, and it was great fun for a seven year boy. It must have been really bad for people who had to sleep in the underground stations, I suppose I was one of the lucky ones. I got out.
A lot of people in my street were called up.
Submitted by Alex Crawford on behalf of Peter Moore:
I remember the tin shelters in the garden which were called the Andison Shelters and the sirons coming until we were given the all clear. It's very hard to forget, war's a very nasty business. It's a wonderful thing to be standing here in the middle of Trafalgar Square.
It was a great treat if we ever got any sweets. I remember the food rationing books, and the little coupons you had. But people mucked through.
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