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I was evacuated from London to Hull, leaving my mother and policeman father in London.
My wife’s parents were bombed out. They came home and the house had been bombed. I can remember coming out of the air raid shelter and looking around and seeing the bullets from the planes. We could hear doodlebugs and the planes were trying to bring them down.
I also remember being under the kitchen table and going to the communal shelter till the all clear sounded. I then went back to bed and was woken by a large bang — but it was only a thunderstorm!

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