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Ward shoes, highly polished corridors, Rose beds at the front and later dug up for the barrage Balloon. Air-raid shelters at the back and growing flowers and vegetables there. The smell of paraldehyde in the Science Lab and pinning worms in wax below. Liberty vests, woollen stockings, doing P.T. in vests and navy knickers. Cookery classes and taking stew home in a bowl in a basket the smell still lingering in the cookery room the next day.
The smell of the gas masks when we had ‘drill’. P.T., swimming, art, English, geography were my favourite subjects, and I liked all the teachers.
I was very happy during those years, in spite of the noise of the German bombers going overheard at night and the stray bomb falling and causing such devastation.

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