I was a little boy during the war. One night my dad was carrying me down to the outside shelter (Anderson or Morrison?) My parents had taught me to make a game of the war noises so I didn't fear e.g. anti-aircraft guns. I looked up into the sky and evidently said, in a loud voice near to my dad's ear: "Oh look daddy, there's mister moon". As he was not expecting it,he nearly jumped out of his skin!