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“This story was submitted to the People’s War site by Bob Davis from the Burgess Hill Adult Education Centre and has been added to the website on behalf of Janet Ayres with her permission and she fully understands the site’s terms and conditions”

I must have been about 8 years old. It was a lovely summer’s afternoon and I was walking amongst a patch of tall horse daisies in the field opposite the house where I lived, here in Sussex.

All around seemed so calm — then all at once a neighbour and my mother started shouting “Stay where you are, get down and keep still”. I crouched down.

Up in the sky a low flying German aeroplane was approaching the field. The air-raid warning had not gone off!

A shower of bullets fell all around me, but thank goodness none hit me.

Thank you horse daisies.

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