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- 11 May 2005
Whilst at school, for a short time, we were asked would we fill sandbags and deliver them to the houses in the local streets.
Then,my father was conscripted to go to Bury St Edmunds to work as a plumber on the aerodrome nearest to Bury. On that very day, I was taken ill with jaundice and had to return home to Fulham with my mother. When we left the station and walked down Fulham Palace Road, I needed a drink of water and went into a small cafe. I asked for a glass of water, and the gentlemen said-'If you buy a cup of tea, then you can have a drink of water!'.
Not being at school because of the jaundice, I was helping the workmen to take down the iron railings from the buildings as part of the war effort. On a Friday, the workmen each gave me 3d.
We stayed in Fulham throughout the war. We saw the doodlebugs which were sent from France-I actually saw them turn as they ran out of fuel which meant they would drop.
Then, we saw the V2 rockets; you never heard these coming, just a huge explosion 'out of the sky'. They did ten times the amount of damage of doodlebugs.
I did witness dogfights with aircraft overhead, too.
For most of the war, from the age of ten, my mother kept me and my three brothers at home for safety. Then, as we got older, one brother went into the RAF, and one into the Army, the Royal Artillery and was posted to Palestine.
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