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I was a child during the war. I was evacuated to Cornwall, near Falmouth. I was there for a few years, ending up at Penryn. They had land girls and a son in the RAF and one in the marines.

After the war there was a street party at Stokes Croft.

In Cornwall it was very quiet not like the air raids in Bristol.

After a bombing rain, local houses were flattened. There were gas leaks, so Dad took us out of the area and we knocked on a stranger's house and asked if he could sleep four of us - and he did!

I remember the rations and clothing coupons. We ate powdered eggs and spam.

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