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From where I lived in Yate I can remember going up onto the railway bridge and watching the explosions of a raid over Bristol. The sky was spectacular - the whole of the horizon was aflame.

I can remember coming home from London once on the train, and getting out at Bristol Temple Meads and walking through the town, and there had been an air raid the night before. There were no buses running.

As I walked through I could smell the bacon and cheese cooking in the warehouses, where they had been set on fire. And water was dripping out of the windows where the mains had been burst, and it had all frozen into icycles. Wherever you walked along the street there were water pipes laid, to supply the fire engines.

And yet in the midst of this, people were still going to work, going about their business.
And students were sent down to the General Hospital to act as porters.

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