I WAS 13 in 1939, the day war broke out. My friend and I were climbing the Church Road School railings to see the London evacuees arrive.When the siren went did we run and we asked a lady if we could go under her table.
I WAS 13 in 1939, the day war broke out. My friend and I were climbing the Church Road School railings to see the London evacuees arrive.
When the siren went did we run and we asked a lady if we could go under her table.
One year later mum had a dream, the Germans were invading so she decided we three children must be evacuated. Me being the oldest she made me promise I kept with my sister who was only five.
I was excited it was going to be a holiday!
We went to Derbyshire to a school and we had a good home event though the woman who took us in was very strict.
After settling in, the day after I was playing ball and I could see a boy looking out of a nearby window, little did I know that he would one day be my husband.
- 1 Landlord 'sells Lowestoft Banksy work for £2 million'
- 2 Lowestoft man used toy gun to steal can of Dr Pepper from kebab shop
- 3 Lowestoft man arrested 200 miles from home after police hunt
- 4 Lowestoft man denies High Street assault
- 5 Two e-scooters and cannabis seized in Lowestoft
- 6 Major £4.7m scheme under way to relocate pipelines in Lowestoft
- 7 Suffolk seaside resort named among the poshest villages in the UK
- 8 Mountain bike stolen during burglary near Lowestoft
- 9 Man's death 'not suspicious' after body found in Lowestoft
- 10 Vehicle parked outside Lowestoft home targeted by vandals
In the meantime I wanted to go home. Mum had a vacancy put in a shoe shop for me, Dad said 'No' and thanks to him I would have been in the Wallers raid where my friend got killed.
So I stayed and worked in Mansfield. Time went on and I was married in 1946, had three lovely children and each year their holidays were spent in Derbyshire.
I've no regrets as I would not have met my wonderful husband and I thank my mum and dad for sparing me from the bombing.