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- Essex Action Desk
- People in story:听
- Alan Brazier
- Location of story:听
- North Essex
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A4248434
- Contributed on:听
- 22 June 2005
This story was submitted to the People's War site by a volunteer from 麻豆官网首页入口 Essex on behalf of Alan Brazier and has been added to the site with his permission. Alan understands the site's terms and conditions.
In the autumn of 1940 I lived on the edge of an airfield in North Essex (The airfield was actually in Cambridgeshire). One evening five Incendery bombs were dropped in a meadow about 300 yards from our houses.
We knew from experience that the bombers would be bound to drop the high explosive bombs in the area.
My Sister & I got two spades and went to the burning bombs and extinguished them with soil. I was ten and she was eight. At the time we didn't think about the danger, it was only my Mother who scalded us for doing such a dangerous thing that we thought about the dangers.
Two weeks later my Mother & I were cycling along the road when a real gunman in a German plane shot at us. This time we dived for cover into a ditch (a bit late of course)
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