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When I was 17 years old and working in an office in Burton-On-Trent, I was thrown off my office stool by the force of an explosion when the ammunition dump at Fauld Tutbury blew up. The whole village of Fauld disappeared.
At 18 I was called up for work of 'National Importance' and went as a secretary to the chief Inspectorate of Clothing. This work was at the vocated Branston Pickle factory in Branston, a suburb of Burton. We worked in an unheated prefabricated block behind the factory, next to nissen huts which contained Italian prisoners of war who cleaned our windows.
On V.E. night, when all the secretaries went into town to celebrate, (in a line arm in arm), who should we meet but those Italians, doing exactly the same.

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