We lived in Hotblack Road, which is just off the Dereham Road. On the night that Harmers was bombed we were out in our shelter and the door blew off!
I was able to see lots of lighted material in the sky. It looked very pretty to me. When we came out of the shelter we found that the top of our house had fallen in. There was an unexploded bomb in the house next door but one.
A few minutes later a lorry with soldiers drew up and gave us seven minutes to get out. We collected a few things together and just as we were about to go another lorry arrived with my Great-Grandmother, and Aunt and Uncle. They all lived near each other on Dereham Road. Their houses had been blitzed. They had found my Great- Grandmother in a cupboard of the kitchen. It was the only part of her house left standing.
We all had to go in search of friends or relations who could accommodate us. My father took us to his cousins but they wouldn't take us in. He spent a lot of time phoning and eventually we went to live in Garvestone on a friends farm for several months. My father was called up shortly after this and joined the Royal Air Force and spent much of the war at Bletchley Park.
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