- Contributed by
- actiondesksheffield
- People in story:
- Dorothy Wright
- Location of story:
- Sheffield
- Article ID:
- A7269078
- Contributed on:
- 25 November 2005
This story was submitted to the People’s War site by Bill Ross of the ‘Action Desk — Sheffield’ Team on behalf of Dorothy Wright, and has been added to the site with her permission. Mrs. Wright fully understands the site's terms and conditions.
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My husband was called up on the 11th of November in 1939. I worked in the steel industry throughout the war, working from 7.30 am until 7.30 pm, Monday to Friday, and Saturday and Sunday from 7.30 am to 4 pm.
We were married in 1941 and a few months later, my husband joined the 8th army. On the night of the blitz, I was chopping sticks of wood; I stayed in the cellar until 2 in the morning. All we could see was the whole city ablaze, but my house wasn’t bombed. I had to go to the cinema to hear the news. It was a wearying experiences, having to work all hours, there wasn’t much fun.
Towards the end of the war, things became a little better. One member of our family was shot down in an aeroplane, and killed, but my husband survived well.
Pr-BR
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