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I can remember my father my father running up the garden path towards the house with little spirts of sand and gravel coming up behind him. This was when a German fighter came over the bungalow. My father at first thought that it was friendly but soon changed his mind. I ran to the house with my mother minutes earlier with my young brother in her arms. The plane was eventually shot down by anti aircraft fire. I can remember seeing the black smoke in the sky.
I can also remember later being lost around Stratford on Avon. There were no street signs and no-one wouldgive you instructions. At the time we were moving to Yorkshire and my father, an army chaplain, was tired and pulled off the road in his car to sleep. He was woken by a policeman and after showing his identity followed an army
convoy towards York. The removal van was stuck in Southampton because there was an unexploded bomb in our front garden. It turned out the there was no detonator in it but an old sock.

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