- Contributed by听
- Action Desk, 大象传媒 Radio Suffolk
- People in story:听
- Brian Patient
- Location of story:听
- Essex
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A4582983
- Contributed on:听
- 28 July 2005
I was only 2 when the war started but I remember quite a bit about the end of it. I lived in a little village near Epping in Essex. We weren鈥檛 bombed very much but sometimes when the German bombers came over and they couldn鈥檛 find London or they got shot at and they were getting a bit worried they would dump bombs and go back to Germany, and we would catch a lot of bombs like that because they鈥檇 just let them go. Usually, they鈥檇 drop near us in open fields and didn鈥檛 do any real damage but occasionally, just by bad luck, they鈥檇 drop on a house.
I wasn't evacuated because I lived outside of London but people were evacuated to us, and my mother used to look after children for a short while until they were properly put somewhere else. Also, we used to have people come and stay with us that had been bombed out, they'd got nowhere to go because their house had collapsed. They used to stay with us for a little while and then someone would find them somewhere better because obviously when they were with us they were crowded.
People would come on the train and you鈥檇 see lots of little children with grown-ups, and they鈥檇 be marched along and usually taken to what they used to call a British restaurant, which was a place where you could get food if you didn鈥檛 have any ration books or anything like that. They鈥檇 go there and get sorted out because there were certain people there who could tell them where there were spaces for children. Then the children would come to the same school as us and their mothers and fathers could occasionally come down. Because we were on the railway line their parents sometimes could visit them but of course some children went right down to Wales or as far away as that and their parents perhaps would only see them once a year. As far as I know, no children were evacuated with their mums but I suppose some people were. When they were bombed out they would come with their mum and their children then. Usually there wasn鈥檛 any dad because he鈥檇 normally be in the army; half the men were in the army, that鈥檚 just what happened.
We had quite good food; it was rationed. You couldn鈥檛 get any fruit and you had a very small amount of sweets you could get but there were some sweets that were off the ration because probably they were supposed to be medicine. You could get cough sweets so we used to go buy cough sweets even though we hadn鈥檛 got a cough, because at least it was something sweet. You couldn鈥檛 get oranges or anything like that at all, and I remember I didn鈥檛 know what a banana looked like and I鈥檇 see pictures in books of a banana and it was yellow. And the first time I saw a banana, one of the boy鈥檚 dads sent him a banana in the post from wherever they鈥檙e grown and, of course, it was black by the time it got to us, and he said 鈥渢his is a banana鈥. I said it can鈥檛 be a banana because bananas are yellow. That was the first one I鈥檇 seen and I was about 8!
We didn鈥檛 wear our gas mask very often but we had to carry it all the time and we had to take it into the shelter with us and when the air-raid siren went, the teachers would take us quickly into the air-raid shelter and shut the doors, and then we were in there with our gas mask but we didn鈥檛 have to put them on unless someone told us to. I remember it as being a bit dark in the air-raid shelter and I don鈥檛 think there were any lights in there at all but the door was shut. I think most of the teachers had torches and we didn鈥檛 have any lessons in there. It was just a matter of sitting in there and singing, or whatever you wanted to do to pass the time until the air-raid siren sounded again for the all clear, and then we鈥檇 go back into the classroom. We wouldn鈥檛 stay in there long, usually we wouldn鈥檛 be in there more than an hour, and then we could go back to class. There were 2 in the school, they were brick built, about 4 metres by 3, and you鈥檇 just sit round on wooden benches. There was a door to go in, which if a bomb dropped the blast couldn鈥檛 come straight in the door, and there was also a little tiny door at the back that you had to crawl out of, like a little tunnel, so that if a bomb dropped and the door collapsed you could still get out by crawling out through the back of the air-raid shelter.
There were lots of soldiers about all the time. We had a village green and it had tanks and jeeps and stuff all over it, because being in our end of the country, when they were going to go and fight in France and were all waiting to go, there were soldiers everywhere on British greens, everywhere there was a bit of room. They had tanks and armoured cars, lorries parked up ready to go.
You had a ration book and a child鈥檚 ration book was a different colour to an adult鈥檚, and only children got fruit if there was ever any oranges, or anything like that came into the country only children could have them because, obviously, children needed them because they were growing up and they needed the vitamins so no-one else got them. We got apples and stuff like that, that could be grown in this country but oranges we didn鈥檛 get. Sometimes we got orange juice because it was easier to send orange juice because it took up less room on the ships, so you got a very strong, concentrated orange juice to give you vitamin C.
My dad was called up as a soldier so he had to go and he was away for all the war and he didn鈥檛 come home until 1946. Most people鈥檚 dads did tend to go; when I was at school, most of the kids only had their mums. There were a few chaps who still had to work: the lorry drivers and people who had jobs that still had to be done, like making things for the war, so they didn鈥檛 get called up. They had what, I think, they called a 鈥榬eserved occupation鈥 which meant you could stay at home then but it was still quite hard because there was no lights at night. There was a blackout so that they couldn鈥檛 find you and the bombs. So if you tried to move about at night it was with a torch. And if there was an air-raid you were made to put the torch out so it was a bit awkward moving about.
On Victory Day we had a big party in the road and sweets, and things would come out that we hadn鈥檛 had for ages! And they managed to rake up a toy of some sort for everybody. We dressed up or if we didn鈥檛 have something to dress up as, you had a red, white and blue cap, jacket and trousers made out of just cotton, like old sheet or something. We had tables down the centre of the road and everybody was out! Still no dads but it was good...
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