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It was 1939 and I was 13, I remember that teachers were called up, so there was a shortage. We could only go to school once a week; one week mornings, the other afternoons. It was a bad winter, in Huyton the snow was 5 inches deep. My father did shift work on the trams, there was a bombing and the trams had to stop because the flash off the electric cable would be seen from the air during a raid, my father had to walk all the way home from work.
We moved to Princes Park; into the thick of the Blitz. In 1940, the house we moved into had an incendary bomb blast, it had been repaired before we moved in. Though, the authorities had knocked the cellar walls partially down to allow the neighbours on either side to use it. My father was in the ARP, and I remember, our neighbours would be with us all night.

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