Peter Batten remembers a terrifying time…
Recently a member of my family said to me, “You are always telling little anecdotes about things that happened in WW2, why don’t you put them all together for us?” So here is my response. I hope you find it interesting.

Man: “Yes, not even scratched.”
Two days stand out among my memories of WW2. The first is the 3rd September 1939. I was 6 years old. I knew that my parents were anxious about a possible war with Germany, but I really did not understand what that might involve. Even though an ‘Anderson’ shelter with great metal sheets had been delivered to our house and I had watched my father dig a hole for it in our small garden, piling the earth on top, I did not believe it would ever be needed. Then on that fatal Sunday I was in the kitchen while my parents listened to Chamberlain on the radio telling them that war had been declared. Continue reading What did you do in the War?