- Contributed byÌý
- ateamwar
- People in story:Ìý
- Olga Atkinson
- Location of story:Ìý
- Hoylake
- Background to story:Ìý
- Civilian
- Article ID:Ìý
- A5651606
- Contributed on:Ìý
- 09 September 2005
This story appears courtesy of and with thanks to The Liverpool Diocesan Care and Repair Association and James Taylor.
We went to Hoylake. The people we went to weren’t doing it for the children’s sake. They were doing it for the money because they got a grant. It was all done through the school, and I was sent to Queens Road, Hoylake. They were all big houses and you didn’t see anybody from the front because you had to use the backdoor. I was there for a week and I wrote a letter and asked them to bring me home. I tried to get home myself by walking because I thought if I carried on walking, eventually I’d get home. I was walking the wrong way so I came back to where I started. I remember V.E. Day, people were singing and had parties. I don’t think anybody realised it was all over. They were waiting for the planes to come back, we heard it first on the radio.
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