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I would be eight years old in 1940, and I remember German planes flying over the house, down side bar lane at East Heckington. A searchlight battery division was stationed and we could see planes in the beams. One dropped a bomb which landed in a field 戮 mile from where we lived. It was obviously aiming for the railway.

Two land mines dropped in the farmyard, one exploded shattering the windows of the cottage I lived in with mum, dad and my 2 sisters and brother. Dad belonged to the Home Guard and would go out at night on patrol.

American convoys would go through the village, stopping some times to give us chocolate and chewing gum. Tramps would call at the house for something to eat and drink. Mum always gave them something. We would clear ground to grow vegetables. Prisoners of war helped on the farm and lived in a barn close to the farm.

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