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- Isle_Of_Man
- People in story:听
- John Harrison Quirk
- Location of story:听
- Peel - Isle of Man
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A4830888
- Contributed on:听
- 06 August 2005
At the outbreak of war I was 12 years old. My father had a bakers shop in Peel and he and two other bakers supplied bread to Peveril Camp.
My job was to push a handcart of bread to the camp every morning and one of the conditions of supplying the bread was that it had to be 24 hours old. This meant that less bread was eaten if it was stale then if it was fresh. I had a pass to get through the gates which I have to do to this day.
My memory of Peel at this time is barbed wire, barbed wire and more barbed wire. One of our main upsets was that the new tennis courts and bowling green had been included within the barbed wire of the camp.
Later in the war I joined the Merchant Navy and had a relatively good remainder of the war.
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