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- A7431347
- People in story:Ìý
- Margaret Kennedy
- Location of story:Ìý
- Dover
- Background to story:Ìý
- Army
- Article ID:Ìý
- A5144799
- Contributed on:Ìý
- 17 August 2005
It was 1942 and I was 19, going on 20. I worked in the Dumpy Caves in Dover Castle where the plotting went on. I was on teleprinters, sending and receiving messages.
We were in Dover Town hall. There was a terrific shelling and I lost my best friend. So I found a policeman who said, “We have a Wren very distressed in the police station.â€
She was sitting on the toilet when the explosion happened. She was blown out onto the street with her knickers round her ankles.
Knickerless! Very embarrassing! Posh knickers too with elastic in them!
She wouldn’t look at a policeman again. I think she eventually moved to New Zealand.
This story was submitted to the People’s War website by Terry Cleaver and Helena Noifeld of ÃÛÑ¿´«Ã½ Radio Kent and has been added to the website on behalf of Margaret Kennedy with her permission. She fully understands the site’s terms and conditions.
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