Evacuation

A Memory of Cudworth.

I was evacuated about 1943. I can remember a field, I think of cauliflowers, opposite, and a bluebell wood somewhere at the bottom of the road. The people next door were called Ackridge(I don't know if that's spelt right), they had twins of about three. It must have been hot, I can still in my mind see the three of us playing in the field, the twins had on just little white knickers and had pure white hair. We could not have got on with the peple we were billeted with because we came back to London. I went to a school somewhere there with the son of the people we were staying with, he gave me a piggy back and he dropped me. The headmistress was very cross and said it was my fault, I dont think she liked us evacuees. I am 69 now but have never forgotten the kind people who lived next door.

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