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It was 1942 and I was 19, going on 20. I worked in the Dumpy Caves in Dover Castle where the plotting went on. I was on teleprinters, sending and receiving messages.

I met my husband on a blind date there. I didn’t want to go. Another officer friend and a Wren friend set me up. He was very quiet, but that changed because I’m not quiet! We met on the gates that go down to the tunnel. He was very handsome, but so quiet and he couldn’t dance!
His job was to decipher and decode the messages that came in.

We married after ten months. I knew if lots of messages came through the teleprinters that I worked on, he would be called out.
We didn’t get much time together and after we were married for three months he went to Aden for two years.
We took a night off before he went away and took a Bed and Breakfast in Kersney. They shelled all night and we were under the bed more than on it!

This story was submitted to the People’s War website by Terry Cleaver and Helena Noifeld of ÃÛÑ¿´«Ã½ Radio Kent and has been added to the website on behalf of Margaret Kennedy with her permission. She fully understands the site’s terms and conditions.

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