collecting wood

The best story my mum has told me about her time during the war happened in sutton surrey.My mum lived in a road that had at the end of it warehouses where they built the wooden bunk beds to go into the anderson shelters..My mum and 1 of her sisters used to get sent there by there dad to collect the off cuts of wood in there dolls pram to go on the fire at home..One dday the where walking between the warehouses pushing there pram full of wood when my mum looked up and saw a plane coming towards them....she and her sister stood frozen to the spot as this plane started to dive nearer the ground....Just then a man ran out from 1 of the sheds and grabbed both my mum and auntie june up and threw them into the warehouse just as the plane machine gunned the lenght of the path my mum and auntie was just walking on..straight through the pram they had been pushing....both were very shaken about what had just happened..but my mum recalls being even more worried about what her dad will say about not bringing the firewood back and the pram being damaged.....I recall a film made in black and white that had nearly the same thing happen in it....cant remember what it was called but quite spooky to watch it knowing it was something like that which has happened to my mum and aunt......

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