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Whilst playing in the street with my cousins, next to my aunts house we were hastily taken into the house by our parents amid a peculiar wailing noise which we later learned was the siren.

Once inside the house I remember hearing my mother say, "Oh! not so soon after the last one."

Further wartime memories may be seen in my article "Wartime Memories of a Young Boy"

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