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by Allan Scott

Contributed by 
Allan Scott
People in story: 
Minna Chatrine Scott
Location of story: 
Warlingham, Surrey
Background to story: 
Army
Article ID: 
A2254358
Contributed on: 
02 February 2004

Minna Chatrine Scott, nee Tofte, formerly of the ATS, in Warlingham with her Scots Terrier

The following account comes in a letter written by my Danish mother, Minna Scott, in 1944, to my father (then with the RAPC in Italy). My parents rented a flat in Warlingham; it was owned by a Mr and Mrs Bellatti, who lived downstairs and were the friendliest possible landlords:

Transcript of letter

'Mr. Bellatti's son came for the week-end and I was invited down to tea on the verandah. The four of us were sitting comfortably sipping tea when the warning siren sounded.

Mr.B.: There it goes again!!

Young Mr.B: May I have another cup of tea please?'

Me: How I do hate wasps. Here is one in my honey.'

Mrs.B.: 'Yes, they are a nuisance. I will get a piece of Cellophane to put over the Swiss roll'.

Meanwhile three bombs are rapidly approaching.

Mr.B.: 'That one is very near. Hadn't we better get up?'

Mrs. B.: 'Now the cake is safe. How I do want my tea.'

Me: 'Oh! Oh! Oh! That wasp is determined to sting me. Help!'

Young Mr.B.: 'By the way, it is my wedding anniversary today; do you know I should like to have a change of wife, pity it is not allowed.'

Mrs.B.: 'Oh look! You spilled the tea when you carried the tray out.'

Me: 'It is coming down. Look over there!'

Mr.B.: 'Get down! Get down! It is coming!'

Young Mr.B.: 'Why, it will fall half a mile away at least. May I have another cup of tea, please? I am still parched.'

Mrs. B. is saying something, but owing to a colossal explosion only the tail-end of the sentence is heard. "... more bread and butter or would you rather have a piece of cake?" while Mr. B. is picking himself up from the lawn where he has thrown himself. And so it goes on and I wonder what good it can possibly do the Germans to destroy the houses of the English, or possibly young Mr. B. is right when he says that Hitler's secret weapon is to ruin the digestion of the enemy by coming over at meal-times.'

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Message 1 - Warlingham

Posted on: 09 November 2004 by Jon Mitchell

Hello, I live in warlingham and was interested in where your mother lived during the war.

do you know the address of the house in the picture?

 

Message 2 - Warlingham

Posted on: 11 November 2004 by Allan Scott

Hi, Jon,

Indeed I do, and it is still there. The house was called 'Clear View', and it's right at the far end of Stuart Road, overlooking the Haliloo Valley. You can see it from the Woldingham Road just after you go under the viaduct.

My father is still very much alive and would welcome your interest -- his years with my mother at Clear View were probably the happiest of his life.

If you want to read some more stories about my mother, Warlingham, and the war have a look at my home page (listed under Allan Scott) and my father's (listed under Sgt Len Scott RAPC).

All the best, and thanks for your interest!

Allan Scott

Message 1 - v1 in Warlingham Surrey

Posted on: 26 February 2005 by josephineking

I lived in Scearchwood Road Warlingham with my parents brother and sister and living between Biggin Hill and Kenley Airports were well used to watching dog-fights occuring overhead. On one occasion during an air-raid a portley female neighbour and her equally portley sister became wedged together in the doorway of their air-raid shelter. I can remember rationing very vividly as my mother used to swop our tea coupons with two elderly ladies down the road in exchange for their sweet coupons. I can also remember my first banana as our father instructed us how to peel it and insisted we eat it slowly incase as he said we might get indigestion!

 

Message 2 - v1 in Warlingham Surrey

Posted on: 21 March 2005 by curiousBOBrien

During the summer of 1944 I was a boarder at John Fisher School in Purley, which is not far from Warlingham.I was interested in your lettter. During the end of school exams the headmaster would post a senior boy on the roof of the school and he was supposed to ring the school bell everyy time he heard a buzz bomb coming. As they were quite numerous it did not take very long before these bell ringers figured out that the examinations could be hopelessly interupted, as no one could argue about the existence of approaching bombs. By the end of the term in July there were very few windows remaining- but no injuries.

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