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My name’s Lucy Wynne and I’m 78.
I remember going under the stairs. Four of us used to squash in. We used to do a lot of knitting in those times. We spent most of our time under the stairs, really.
We didn’t have a lot to eat either, did we, because of rationing. When we used to have an apple, we’d share it between five of us.
The nearest bomb that dropped was in Pontblyddyn, and I lived in Leeswood. That was a long way from us. That hit by somewhere by the River Alyn. It didn’t kill anybody, I don’t think.
An airplane came down in Pontblyddyn too. A German bomber. The German died: it came straight down. We went looking for pieces of the plane, to keep for souvenirs.

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