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I was twelve when the war started and I lived with my parents who were farmers. I went to the Norwich High School for Girls and travelled in every day by bus. I remember that during the bombing, when I was coming out of school one afternoon, there were lots of people walking out of the city towards the country and I wondered where they were going to sleep. I used to go up into one of the bedrooms and from there I could see the city burning after the big raids.

I left school when I was fourteen and went to live in Buckinghamshire for two years where I helped a cousin look after her baby. When I came home I was sixteen and although I was younger than some of the pupils, I returned to the High School and worked as Assistant Matron in the boarding house. The Housemistress of the boarding house was a very fierce little lady called Mrs Arnold and Miss Jamieson was the Head.
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A bomb dropped late one evening near to where my father was ploughing near our farm at Wattlefield Manor and another time a German plane crashed a mile away in Bunwell.

Father had German prisoners-of-war to work on the farm. They were all such nice and pleasant men. Their camp was on an airfield somewhere, I forget exactly where, and they used to be driven over every day and they worked very hard.

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