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- CSV Action Desk Leicester
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- Doreen Fowkes
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- 24 August 2005
I was 5 years old when the war broke out.
One day when the sirens went off my dad said "Come on Missus" to my mum. We had to go down the shelter.
My mum was frying sausages at the time so she took them with her and grabbed some bread or cobs.
When she got into the shelter she started to dish out the sausages.
When she got to me there was none left and mum didn't know what had happened.
The next morning we were given the all clear and as we went back to the house we saw the dog eating my sausage - it had obviously fallen out of the pan as my mum carried it to the shelter!
I remember the bombing near Abbey Lane in Leicester.
After the war one woman's husband made their shelter into a shed.
My dad put bunks in our shelter.
I remember the Americans going past and my dad saying you were not to talk to them.
We had rations and the grocer would have to cut off the little squares.
We were only allowed 2oz of butter - I didn't like margarine.
Dad said "She will have to have the same as us" but when my dad went out of the room mum gave me some of dad's bit of butter.
This story was submitted to the People's War Website by Lisa Reeves of CSV Action Desk Leicester on behalf of Doreen Fowkes and has been added with her permission.
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