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My history of the WW2 — Margaret (Cronin)Thomas
I was in Erith Baptist Chapel when war was declared from the pulpit by the Minister Rev J J Brown. I was sent as an evacuee to Exeter — joined a Grammar School there, from 1941-43. Some classes were held in an old two storey house, with only about 8 students in class so learning was easy. My sister went to a different school so was evacuated to Molland Botreaux a small village in Devon, and lived on a farm where she had to milk cows etc, had no sugar, no butter. After a couple of years being shifted around three billets, I got in touch with my sister and we decided to go home — just in time for the doodlebug raids. One of the girls in my class had the first pair of nylons that I’d seen which she had obtained from an American soldier. Another student was very anxious about her brother who was at Arnhem. We slept under the Morrison table in the living room. Father was a Customs officer, and mother was in the WVS providing cups of tea and cakes for those on duty

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