“...I remember there was an air raid. My two bothers and myself were under the stairs...My father had a beautiful Irish tenor voice...I remember him singing ‘Christopher Robin’...I don’t know how many times that happened but that is one of my strongest memories.
“...twice our home was bombed when we weren’t in it, and I remember being in the house when it was bombed...again we were under the stairs...I think probably I was asleep...there was lots of dust, and I remember having ear ache...it may have been that the noise had hurt my ears...Just the roof came off. A lot of damage was caused by bombs falling nearby, very often houses were damaged, they weren’t hit but you couldn’t live in them.
“...I was taken ill one time, I had scarlet fever. Iwas taken to the fever hospital across the water in Birkenhead, and I can remember standing in the window of the hospital watching the bombs being dropped. It was like watching a big firework display, lots of explosions....
“...I remember going to school, I must have been five then so it must of been at the end of the war....when the head mistress came to the door of the classroom we would know by the look on her face that somebody’s dad had died. One day it was my friend who was taken out...I don’t think we realised...I don’t think we thought about it with sadness.”