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We lived in the old town. During the war we had to sleep in the caves at night time and seek refuge in them when the sirens came on. It was a terrifying time. To this very I will not go into these caves. When it was clear we were able to play on the West Hill and watch the planes. We used to wave to the passing planes. We knew when they were enemey when planes when they dropped bombs and these parachute like objects that were explosive on the bottom.
The beach was offlimits as there was barbed wire all along it. There was no fruit and very seldoom saw cheese but had to eat powdered cheese and eggs (which tasted like carbolic soap). Meat was also hard to get at but we had plenty of vegetabels as we had an alotment. We always shared amoungst each other. Families used to help each other. I can remember my Mum making coats out of old army blankets.

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