- Contributed by
- People in story:
- Doris Saunders
- Location of story:
- Eltham (Greenwich) - Greater London
- Background to story:
- Royal Air Force
- Article ID:
- Contributed on:
- 10 October 2005
I was about 18 when the war broke out, I remember it very well. I joined the Air Force - I signed up as soon as the war started. I got married and went round with my husband to start with because he was in the army. We got married during the war, we got a special licence and got married and we walked to the church — we couldn’t afford cars in them days.
Everything went on just as usual, the church was bombed after we got married though: so that was lucky I’d already got married.
This story was collected by Jessie Atkinson and submitted to the People’s War site by Becky Barugh, both of the BBC Radio Shropshire CSV Action Desk on behalf of Doris Saunders and has been added to the site with her permission. Mrs Saunders fully understands the site's terms and conditions.
See more of Doris's stories:
- We weren’t prepared for war at all
- They’d all just started, like me
- That’s how we crossed paths
- You heard the “swish” of the rocket just before it landed on the house
- All you could see was his eyes
- You’d see a queue and just jump on the end
- Climbing trees and fences
- We took notice that time!
- We had some fun with ‘em
- He’d gone all the way round
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