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- CSV Action Desk/ÃÛÑ¿´«Ã½ Radio Lincolnshire
- People in story:Ìý
- Mrs Olive Stooks
- Location of story:Ìý
- Leicester
- Background to story:Ìý
- Civilian
- Article ID:Ìý
- A5078540
- Contributed on:Ìý
- 15 August 2005
It was 11.00am - I was sitting with my feet on the chair - using the iron tongs to curl my hair. The wireless was on and we all heard the broadcast telling us that war had been declared. Mum started to cry - I had three brothers of an age to be called-up. We all asked what it meant - would we be bombed ?
Life was never the same after this. My Dad worked on the railway.so he was exempt. I also started to cry quietly - thinking of all my boyfriends having to volunteer.
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