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- Eric Clark
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- South England
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- A1148285
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- 18 August 2003
When I was 6 years old, I was evacuated to Devon due to the threat of being bombed. I stayed at Harpingtonford for about 18 months helping on the farm and having lots of fun. All the evacuees were kept in the village hall, which was made into a school. All the bunks were in the same room. My temporary foster parents looked after me well but were also strict with my older sisters. They had to make the beds, wash up and other stuff, but not with me, because I was so young. After this nice time spent in the countryside I went home by train, and had my name on a lapel, as we all did so we didn鈥檛 get lost. I stayed home for a year. I then moved to Kettering with my older sisters because of the Doodlebugs. I stayed there for about a year and then moved to Cowlfield with my oldest sister when I was 10. After a year I came back home where we watched the flying bombs fly over our heads, and listen to them as their noise cut out. If we thought they were going to land near us, we dived into our Anderson shelters.
I really was too young to realize what actually was going on otherwise I鈥檓 sure that I would have been a lot more worried about what was happening.
May Clark:
We were allowed one potato a day and we had to walk 3 mile a day just to get to our food. 1陆 miles there, and the same back. One time we were bombed, I was with my brother and mother when it struck and my mother was taken straight to hospital, where we were looked after by the Army men鈥檚 wives. I moved to the South of England next to a minefield and we were continually bombed; I really am quite lucky. We had to move away because an ammunition factory nearby was a potential threat!
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