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Sitting on the gate, a big five barred field gate, and watching the army lorries coming down the hill towards us. It was a great noise and it seemed to go on for ever. The fronts of the lorries looked like faces and gave me nightmares until I was well into adulthood.

Mother had a little Austin car with a fold down hood. She used to take me out in it with her. I sat in the back wrapped up in a blanket when she took Aunty Barbara back to Grantham to camp one night. It seemed to take all night from the other side of Bedford.

Mother used to go to London during the blitz and take me too. On the way back we used to buy chips that I would suck and make last for hours.

Mother kept white rabbits that she bred for food and for their skins. I don’t know if she actually made anything with the skins or not. She did sell the dead rabbits to neighbours.

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