We had people evacuated from Birmingham to us and we also had German prisoners of war working on our farm. At the height of the war, they used to drop them off at our farm in the morning, no guards or anything and just leave them there. They would then come and pick them up at four o’clock in the afternoon. If it was pouring with rain and they could not do any work on the farm, they could not come into our house so they would go and sit in the barn. We would pick up our books and go and sit in the barn with them, our deadly enemy! We would try to converse with them with the little bit of English they knew and we would show them our books and that sort of thing.
I can only remember hearing one lot of bombs drop……
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