- Contributed byÌý
- cambsaction
- People in story:Ìý
- Daphne Beckett (nee Moule)
- Location of story:Ìý
- Cottenham
- Background to story:Ìý
- Civilian
- Article ID:Ìý
- A5908188
- Contributed on:Ìý
- 26 September 2005
[This story was submitted to the People’s War website by a volunteer from ´óÏó´«Ã½ Radio Cambridgeshire on behalf of Daphne Beckett and has been added to the site with her permission. Mrs Beckett fully understands the site’s terms and conditions.]
I went to Cottenham village school during the war, and when the siren went every child who lived near enough was able to run home. If not, they had a secure place at school — I remember mine was under the headmaster’s desk!
When I was about 10 or 11, I got a brand new leather case for my gas mask for Christmas and I was really proud of it.
There were eleven of us in the family — eleven ration books. Every week I would go and get 11 pork pies from the village hall with the ration books.
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