Wartime Memories
On a visit to Liverpool’s Battle of the Atlantic Bunker I became aware of things […]
Read more...On a visit to Liverpool’s Battle of the Atlantic Bunker I became aware of things […]
Read more...I looked on the windowsill and it wasn’t there. I looked at the floor underneath and it also wasn’t there either. Puzzled I went back to playing it assuming my aunt had picked it up, I would ask her later.
Read more...And, as he was looking at the children he noticed that not only were they bare foot, but the were floating about six inches to a foot off the floor.
Read more...I’ve never been so frightened and to this day it still frightens me to think about it. In fact, I’ve got chills thinking about it now.
Read more...I had been for the paper, through the opening at the end of Hopwood street. […]
Read more...During the Second World War the Holy Cross Place air raid shelter had a direct hit during an air raid. Long after the war, in the 1960s my wife Betty and her friend Pat were in Holy Cross Place, which had been rebuilt as new homes.
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