"I was born in
the year when Britain had three kings. In 1940 I was four and attending
Delves Common infant school.
"In those days
we all went home at lunch-time and all the mothers were waiting
for their children because none of the mothers worked in those days.
"Suddenly this
German bomber came over, very low. I can see it now. It is one of
my earliest memories.
"I can see the
black crosses on its wings and I can see all the mothers in their
colourful summer dresses and the children, screaming and not knowing
which way to run because the bomber was so low.
"A lady from
a house nearby came across to my mother and said, Come into my house,
you can always come in here,'
"But by then
the bomber was gone. I think it went on to bomb the gas works at
Walsall.
"Strangely enough,
after the war we went on to live in Germany and make friends with
lots of German people.
"My husband,
David, was a military policeman and were were stationed in Dortmund
and Herford in the 1960s. Herford was still a bit anti-British but
all the people I worked with were very friendly.
"Because we
didn't have any children then we were living among the civilian
population and so we learned to speak the language.
"I can still
speak the German I learned then and we went last year to visit our
friends over there. Funny how things turn out, isn't it?"
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