If people in our area had heard a siren we would have dived into the air raid shelter,never mind going to work
I can hear that warning that meant the Luftewaffe were at it again.
Then we would pick up the policy box ,any cash in the house, the ration books,gas masks,blankets ,turn off the gas,etc etc.
By which time the bombs would be dropping, and you never knew what your little local world would look like the next morning.
The All Clear was a wonderful sound .
I only remember a few air raids as we were evacuated ,my sister and I ,but there was a least one when we were back in Manchester for a visit to Mum and Dad.
Imagine being so poor you did not have a clock.
Wonder how much they cost as at sixpence a week that was £ 1, 4, 0.
But then a clock stops ringing and the knocker upper did not go away until someone got out of bed and went to the window.
Gosh,imagine a siren Erato in a mining village,meaning a pit disaster.
How fearful people would be.
But they were often a real part of life as Skoosh says.
Cheerio.Viktoria.
