成人快手

Typed by a UCN Community Volunteer, taken from 鈥淪emilong at War鈥� (Workers鈥� Educational Association Project).

My father was on fire-watching duties at a notorious red-light pub, the Criterion in College Street. He loved it, and came home, sozzled. The beer was ration; no wonder the pub was seldom open.

An incendiary bomb was dropped nearby 鈥� the fire bucket wasn鈥檛 needed to put it out. I leave it to your imagination, with three sozzled firewatchers on duty!

A bomb was dropped on Billing Road Cemetery. Gravestones landed up in Newtown Road, a nearby Street. A friend of ours had one in her garden, with the words 鈥業 will never forget you dearest鈥� on it. She said 鈥楴either will I, Norman鈥�.

A plane crashed in Gold Street. My father fell out of bed went into the wardrobe instead of through the door. My mother shouted bomb has dropped on the house鈥�. My father just in his shirt, swore, then went back to bed, and couldn鈥檛 remember it in the morning.

When times got a bit frightening, i.e. the bombing of Coventry, my mother said 鈥業f Hitler comes down this street, I shall put my hand up and say 鈥淗eil Hitler鈥濃��. She didn鈥檛 want to be a dead heroine.

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