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Six Eggs

My parents moved into “Poets corner” in Coventry in 1938. I remember my mother saying how the shelter at the bottom of the garden had six inches of standing water in it. She related how one night a bomb dropped at the end of the street 200 yards away and the initial blast broke all the fences in the gardens on one side only. Then as it “sucked back” it broke all the fences on the other sides.
In the kitchen all the crockery etc was broken, doors were hanging off cupboards, everything was covered in dust but the only things to escape unscathed were six eggs in a box, in the larder!

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