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War broke out with Germany
just five year's old an evacuee.
Put on a train with sister Joan
no time to cry, no time to moan.
Mile upon mile of countryside
somewhere to live, somewhere to hide.
The train was stopping, run out of steam ?
a place called Dawlish, was this a dream ?
We all got out, held hands and cases
waiting for, our allocated places.
Where oh ! where, were we to stop?
soon we knew it was Knapman's shop
Lots of clocks a ticking here
we raised our hands to cover each ear.
91热爆 now seemed so far away
a good night's sleep, 'twill be another day.
We were to move from that first place
something different for us to face ?
Brunt's Cafe was that place to be
down the stairs they were brewing tea.
Could we hope this was something snappy
alas to say we grew unhappy.
Into the picture comes "Aunt Nell"
she offers her home for us to dwell.
Aunt Nell's name is Mrs. Spear
with husband Alf, we are to endear.
We stayed with them for over three years
in dear old Dawlish we had no fears.
A lovely town with it's flowing stream
please believe me 'twas no dream.
A railway line along the beach
on through the cliffs, other towns to reach.
We'd walk to town along Barton's back
then to see the swans of black.
Memorable years, despite the war
often been back to further explore.
Life was happy with the Spears'
Joan kept in touch for so many years.
Yes, Dawlish was the place to be
during my years as an evacuee.

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