- Contributed by听
- Lancshomeguard
- People in story:听
- Tony Cook and his mother Mary
- Location of story:听
- Manchester
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A4605392
- Contributed on:听
- 29 July 2005
This story has been submitted to the People鈥檚 War website by Peter Quinn of Lancs. Home Guard, on behalf of Tony Cook and has been added to the site with his permission.
One evening, in 1942, my mum and I were trying to cross Oxford Road, Manchester, whilst coming from my Grans. I was 4 years old.
Suddenly, we heard what my mum knew was the distinctive drone of a German aircraft.
We looked up and were amazed to see, what I later identified as a Heinkel 111 slowly cruising down the line of Oxford Road, machine-gunning the crowds of people coming out of the cinemas. It was about ten o鈥檆lock, but still twilight.
My mum dragged me into the doorway of the old Regal cinema, which was directly opposite the present day 大象传媒 studios. I can distinctly remember watching the bullets spark off the pavement and the overwhelming roar of the engines.
The next day, my dad Harry Cook, Police Constable D38, brought home what he claimed was one of the German bullets, which had been fired at us.
I believed him then, but he was always a bit of a joker.
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