Memories
I’m not sure it was from curiosity or wanting to know more of the childhood and life my mother had up until she married my father, mum being born in 1922, shared how she had been in the WAFS. Directing the movements on the boards of where the war ships or planes were positioned, it facilitated me not thinking so much of the reason for that job which was the WW11. Sharing how she knew when VE was that ended the war. Of seeing a head roll down the gutter of a bridge. Not a life I would want to experience. Yet this is what Sheila Newberry tells us here, of the things that went on during those times of war from many different prospectives, this time through the eyes of a child evacuated to the country to keep them safe, and how their life as to what they endured. A great read, and I’m sure the next Sheila Newberry Novel I’m about to read will be just as incredible as this story.