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I joined the A.T.S. in 1943 (the women鈥檚 branch of the army) and was sent to a training camp, where we learned to drill, salute, polish shoes and buttons and answer 鈥測es, sergeant鈥� at all times, they called it discipline, we had another name.
When the initial training finished, we were sent to our units. I was trained as a cook, some said I killed more goodies than baddies and I was paid two shillings a day for the privilege.
We all got issued with a disguise, white overalls that doubled as floor sweepers when worn, clogs a miner would have been proud of and a kerchief to hide any curl that escaped.
Nevertheless I managed to survive until His Majesty decided he could manage without my help, (the war being over) he thanked us wished us luck and sent us home, and we all lived happy ever after!

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