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"Don't let Skippy Out!"

Those were the first thing I knew about the impending second world war.

The above statement seems quite an unusual one when I think back but we soon realised that things were not to be the same again.

I was 16 years old and everything was about to change. As an industrial sewing machinist I was conscripted to war work at Bristol Aircraft bomber machines based in Clayton-Le-Moors day and night shifts.

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