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- Glenn Miller Festival 2004
- People in story:
- Frederick Pitt
- Location of story:
- Teddington Lock
- Background to story:
- Article ID:
- Contributed on:
- 08 September 2004
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It was about May time in 1940 and my mother was in the back room preparing lunch. I heard a loud noise near Teddington lock, and saw a spiral of smoke, a stick of bombs across the lock, and hundreds of dead fish. There had been no siren to warn of attack.
The lock had been damaged, and water was running out. Shortly afterwards people in boats began collecting the fish and selling them. Some of the proceeds went to the Red Cross etc.
The next day the river above Teddington was dry, and there was no river traffic either civilian or military.
The incident was not reported in the press as no information was allowed which might help inform the enemy as to the success of the raid.
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