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I was born in April 1940 and my first recollection of WW2 was when I heard my father say, outside our Anderson shelter in Birmingham, “Coventry is getting it bad again tonight” — It was a clear starry night at the time and I can also still remember at the same time, the pattern on one of the cushions we had inside the shelter too.
Knowing, now, that the Air Raids on Coventry occurred between November 1940 and April 1941, I therefore, could have been only 8 — 12 months old. Thereafter, I didn’t see my father again until 5 years later, because he was posted to India.
We also had a German incendiary bomb come through the roof of our house, the upstairs ceiling and then imbedded itself in the upstairs landing floorboards, which, for my mother and myself, was fortuitously extinguished by our next-door neighbour, Joe Lee.

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