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My first memories of the war were of being woken up in the night and taken down to the shelter in the garden. All the neighbours took turns to look after all the children in the Avenue.

My father was in the ARP so he was absent on may nights. He told me which planes belonged to us and I used to stand tell everybody what the planes were.

When victory came, I remember clutching my penny for my milk and going the Avenue to school. Half-way along I was told 'no school today' we are having a party.' I rushed back home full of excitment. We had a celebration party for VE and VJ day.

I can always remember going into town with my mother and walking down George Street in Hull and seeing bombed buildings. The smell of malting from the Hull Brewery has always reminded me of bombing.

I was also affected by the sounds of sirens for some years after the war. The sound of a siren calling a fire engine made me jump out of my skin.

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