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- Genevieve
- People in story:听
- Robert Burns
- Location of story:听
- Walsall, West Midlands
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A6042656
- Contributed on:听
- 06 October 2005
When the air raids started, we had to go down to the air raid shelter - every night.
The first air raid shelter we had was just a buried bakers van in the back garden; it was a horse-drawn van (obviously we didn鈥檛 put the horse down there too!) We buried this van but as soon as we鈥檇 got it all kitted out we managed to get a proper air raid shelter 鈥 an Anderson Shelter. So we went down there every night, we had an electric kettle down there. My Father never went down to the shelter: he stayed in the house for some unknown reason!
This story was collected by Jessie Atkinson and was submitted to the People鈥檚 War site by Becky Barugh of the 91热爆 Radio Shropshire CSV Action Desk on behalf of Robert Burns and has been added to the site with his permission. The author fully understands the site's terms and conditions.
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