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- Thorner
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- Thorner
- Location of story:听
- Manchester
- Article ID:听
- A2450594
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- 22 March 2004
I was 11 yrs old in 1939 when the war broke out. The things that I can remember that made an impression was the black-out, it was so dark no lights anywhere everyone had black-out curtains up at the windows and everyone had torches. Food was rationed and when any shop managed to get the food that was scarce the word would get round and there were long queues outside the shop, every where you went we seem to have to wait in a queue. I lived in Northenden Manchester the aeroplanes that came over always made for Trafford Park and Hulme and they were trying to find Ringway airport. We had to carry our gas masks everywhere and if the sirens went off when we were on our way to school we had to go to the nearest air-raid shelter. We had a dog called "Rough" that we always had to take with us into the shelter. After a while "Rough" learned to tell us when we were going to have an air-raid. He would start barking minutes before the sirens went off. The next morning after a night of air-raids you could see from our house where the German bombers had dropped their bombs over Trafford Park the sky would all be lit up. Thanks to "Rough" we always were first to get the warning however also thanks to "Rough" we were often last to the shelter because we couldn't get hold of him to bring him to safety.
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