every morning all the mums and dads would take us to school,,the road to the school was a factory site,with all types of industeriers,,this particular morning,the german fighters come out off the sun and started shooting at all the factorys,,we could hear the pullets hitting the walls,,then they fired on the shops,,my mum was laying right over me to protect me..quite neer was the factory that made guns and other weapons,,(stirlings)a few days later in the afternoon the siriens went,,after the all clear we was sent home..on the way home i come towards the gun factory and it was on fire..like all kids stop to watch ,,there was lots of children watching..and the time just went by,,them mum turned up,smack agross the bumb.but on thinking about it she was please to see me..it was getting late..remember the clocks were on 2 hours..