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In 1941 I was a 14 year old working in a milliners,thinking it was fun trying on the hats,when my father on leave read me the riot act and persuaded me I should do something for the war effort. So my mother and I went to a nearby small motor engineers, now turning out everything from split pins to bomb casings. I was given a job on a lathe and, wearing the only ginger bib and brace overall in the factory-the last one in the industrial clothing shop.There I stayed until around D-Day when life was getting easier and I was released and joined the Navy instead.

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