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- People in story:听
- Catherine Clarke
- Location of story:听
- Cardiff South Wales
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A4281491
- Contributed on:听
- 27 June 2005
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I was working in Cardiff part of the Royal Infirmary. It was a side Road 鈥楪lossop Terrace.鈥 This was where the babies were born and also where the Doctors and Residence staff slept and worked. It was away from the main hospital. We had our meals together, I can never recall being hungry. If we went to the dances on our nights off we met lots of sailors from all over the world. They were such good dancers too. If you were lucky sometimes they would give you some 鈥淪erg鈥 鈥 a strong twilled fabric. We could then have our skirts made. This was a big help as most things were on coupons.
The ships and subs had no names only numbers. We wrote to lots of service folk away at sea. All mail was checked and if anything was out of order it was crossed out. One Christmas a family who lived on Roath asked some of the crew to their home for Xmas evening and night. Most were from Canada. After the War a few sent cards and thanks for the good hours together. Most returned home safely and were with their families 鈥 Thank God. On one big occasion some staff were invited to visit their submarine. We were all amazed at how they ate and slept in such a small area. Also we came back with lots of goodies which we had not seen from the start of the war. This was my first taste of lager and never drank it since- port and lemon was for me!
Some never returned home. We would hear that their ships had gone down鈥.I.P
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