- Contributed by
- Genevieve
- People in story:
- Dorothy Cottis
- Location of story:
- London
- Background to story:
- Civilian
- Article ID:
- A5548647
- Contributed on:
- 06 September 2005
You can’t really imagine being in London during the war — when they bombed the city the sky was red for miles and miles and miles.
Then, of course the planes coming were in their glory, they could just come in and they had the red light to show them where to come. It was awful!
This story was submitted to the People’s War site by Becky Barugh of the ѿý Radio Shropshire CSV Action Desk on behalf of Dorothy Cottis and has been added to the site with her permission. The author fully understands the site's terms and conditions.
See more of Dot's stories:
- Doing a man’s job
- I must have looked nuts!
- I had to collect my own flowers!
- Ǵdz!”
- They went to work in slippers
- ”Ping Ping”
- You had to have a laugh
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