I remmber it well, It was June 1940 We all got on the bus out side our school At New Addington we...
Before the war, my parents had a caravan and hut at Pevensey, Sussex... - - - When the Flying Bombs...
Above the castle was Haldon Moor and,at the time, a squadron of Hurricanes was stationed at an aerodrome on...
One morning on the way to school on the road overlooking the harbour, I heard aero engines and I looked...
The day war broke out I was sitting in a lovely Church - St. Mary's, Totnes, Devon with my best friend...
We returned home and were re-evacuated from Clapham, South London, to a place in Devon near Halsworthy......
My uncle took my grandmother who lived with us- my mother, my sister and I- to Newton Abbot, Devon, on 2nd...
I was in the plymouth command stationed in various southern ports as well as London... I was too busy going...
When I was ten years old I was evacuated from Brixton in London and sent to Paignton in Devon with the rest...
My mother was 40 years older than me and she recounted stories of my grandfather being straffed by a...
I was a child during the second world war, and our home was in a remote part of the North Devon coast....
But alas we soon found out that there was no tap water, only water from a well for drinking only.Washing...
I have vivid memories of marching to Waterloo Station from Walworth to be evacuated to Topsham near...
Before that event we spent about a year enduring nightly airraids on the nearby Plymouth dockyard.We used...
After being evacuated to Devon on 1 September 1939, on my third placement I was moved from Sheldon to...
Evacuation - London to Devon. The train full of children and teachers took fourteen hours to get to Seaton...
Margaret Hannaford lived with her father in a cottage in the grounds of Churston House between Paignton and...
The story that emerges from the following documents held in the Plymouth and West Devon Record Office...
His father,my great great granda, who owned the Mayflower Hotel, though they would fly over and bomb the...
I was 18 at the time and escaping from the bombing in london to the tranquility of the seaside at Blackpool...
My worst memories about the war was the the Sunday night blitz, when my school was bombed, and my mother...
The next day was Derby Day, we could hear the flying bomb over the microphone, and realised it had...
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