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I also have memories of the air raids, so those were intermittent as the planes were passing over. British planes were passing over to France, probably around Normandy and Brittany. And hardly before the air raids were over and the siren had sounded the ‘All Clear’ we were rushing to the greenhouses and picking up the shrapnel which fell on the panes and slid down into the gutters. So whereas today perhaps, or after the war years lots of people were collecting stamps and doing things like that we were shrapnel seekers and collectors having the best pieces. We were a bit envious of the fellow next door to us because quite a large chunk fell through their roof, so he had certainly one-upmanship on us.
ALAN BISSON

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