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BELGIUM REFUGEE

We lived as normally as possible and we separated from our friends, and then came back together when the...

I join the American Army

I have joined the American Army” my friend said “they need secretaries. Noisy at night as the...

Volunteering For Wartime Duties

I was 18 and agreed to serve every sixth evening from 6pm - 8pm on duty manning telephones underneath the...

One Exhibit:Slightly Damaged. Hendon 1940

In late autumn 1940, I was a few weeks off my 7th birthday, living in a crescent in Golders Green, North...

VE Day in Luton VJ Day at Buckingham Palace

I had left school and moved to South London working in the Strand as a teleprinter operator for Cable and...

My Mother's War

Mum and her friends appeared in London, Cardiff and Newcastle travelling back to London on overnight...

My Mother's War

Training was via Gloucester, Morecombe and Penarth and she was posted to RAF Uxbridge on Pay Section and...

A Letter To Pamela

Doreen has just passed on here bike with Vera Stanhope, in case you want to know. Joan, next door, has had...

Dad of Dad's Army

My dad, Henry Charles Bowering, Harry for short, was a Sergeant in the Home Guard during the Second World...

Devastation at breakfast - A Doodlebug in Selhurst

When the doodlebugs started coming over, they moved the guns into Kent, and we were only protected by...

Trust and faith in the ATS

I was called up I had a very interesting job in the ATS, just outside Oxford where the RAOC - the Royal...

A young mother in wartime London

Meanwhile, my two older children were in a residential nursery in London awaiting evacuation to a safer...

How it all began

Most of the messengers were aged between 14 and 17 and a half, and our delivery area was between Marble...

The Home Front

From Sept.1939 to April 1943 I was evacuated from Wandsworth S.W. London, first to Reading and then...

Harry's Nine Lives

Having virtually taught ourselves the ins and outs of the motorbike and doffed our crash helmets and khaki...

Erith in the war

a war child 1939-1945...

A very quiet War

In 1943 I finally started nursing and began training at the main hospital in Wolverhampton. They had male...

At the Start of the Blitz

Wartime Memories of a WAAF Pt 2, VEDay - End of the War

This continues the story "Wartime Memories of a WAAF - 1939-VEDay" One afternoon while I was at...

They did not frighten me

Dad was on fire duties many nights at the National Maritime Museum where he was Director, and I had to...

My War in the ATS Chislehurst, Blackdown and Leicester

In November 1943, I was posted to Chislehurst in Kent as Secretary to the Officer in Charge of Food and...

TRANSIT, WINTER 1944

Wrotham's a famous waste of time: Two weeks’ driving and maintenance — hardly enough and,...

Doodlebugs over Harrow,Middlesex

Suddenly we heard the unforgetable sound of a doodlebug and soon saw it was being followed by a fighter...

How WWII built my confidence

In 1940, aged 26, I - Edie Jones - was living in Hursley, a small village just south of Winchester, with my...

The Blitz

When we got to the street level my parents could see the red glow over London and they thought it was...

Salutation

The storm clouds that had long lain dark and deep Across our skies, grim garb for England's brow, The...