- Contributed by
- Jessie
- People in story:
- Jessie Brown
- Location of story:
- Dagenham, Essex
- Background to story:
- Civilian
- Article ID:
- A3712367
- Contributed on:
- 24 February 2005
We had to go down the shelter every night during the Blitz - it was very cold and damp, but we got used to it. We used to play cards, Newmarket or Rummy. My Dad bought a mouth organ, so we all had a good old sing song, which drowned out the noise of the Ack Ack and bombs.
It was during one very bad raid that we saw a spider and me and my Mum and 2 sisters ran out in the garden. Dad went berserk, said we should be more frightened of the bombs! This often happened, we were all scared of creepy-crawlies.
Some nights my brother was on duty in the Home Guard, so we used to have more room in the bed then. How we all managed to sleep down in that shelter I don't know - there were 6 of us, plus the dog!
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