About the contributor

I lived in Crewe from the start of WW2, being two years old at the time. Thus I was eight at the time of VE Day. My childhood was spent very happily with the sights and sounds of war being part of our everyday existence. Slowly however we kids began to realise that it wasn't just fun but affected our elders in ways we could not then quite comprehend . I have vivid memories of its latter days and of the attitudes of the civilian population of this working class town and of the returning soldiers.
This memoir is as truthful and accurate as I can recollect and it still saddens me that perhaps we have learned so little from the sacrifices and black humour of the time.