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- People in story:
- Ron Saunders
- Location of story:
- Ashperton, Hereford
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- Contributed on:
- 04 November 2004
This story is from Ron Saunders.
In 1939, when I was 12, I was evacuated from Birmingham to Ashperton, which is near Ledbury. I remember waiting in the Village Hall to be chosen. There were two other lads and me, and we were the last there, and thought that nobody wanted us - but in fact the woman who ran the Village Hall had already chosen us, and so we just had to wait until she was leaving.
The house we stayed in was almost derelict. The windows were rusted open, and the bedrooms only had beds in - nothing else. I wasn't happy, and I wrote to my mother.
She received the letter and told the milkman, Mr. Checkley, about it. "Well," he said, "I have a motorbike and sidecar!" He and his brother came and fetched me, and took me to the station in Ledbury, and I went home to Birmingham.
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