Toward the end of the war, after my mum had been evacuated and come back -
Incident took place in Hounslow West, Basildene Road (she lived at 26 Marnell Way)
My mum aged about 10 walking with her little brother about 7.
They had been up to the shops for sweeties, had just turned into Basildene Road from Clifford Avenue. A soldier was running towards them shouting, they didn't know why but he ran and jumped on them.
Just then a bomb went off in the next street nearby and all three of them, clutched together, were lifted into the air by the blast - mum reckons they went up about 6 feet as she remembers.
They landed back on the pavement with a thump but otherwise OK. The soldier said 'are you alright kids?' and seeing they were he ran off toward the bomb damage. If he hadn't jumped on them and added his weight, they would have been blown away.
Mum thinks it either a doodlebug or a rocket - reckons it was a rocket as they would have heard the doodlebug surely.
It dropped in a street the other side of Basildene Road from Marnell Way as my mum lived at 26 Marnell Way. Her classmate Robert Lazenby was killed in in the blast but she can't remember the street name.
Mum and her brother ran home. Their mum had been sewing by the window in the back room. The back of the house was fine but all the front was blown out - windows were smashed, and they found their front door with No. 26 up it, halfway up the street. The roof tiles were blown off as well.
Oddly, her mum was saved because she was in the back of the house, but their neighbour, Mrs. Johnson, was saved because she was in the front, their house was all blown out at the back as though the blast had zig-zagged through the houses.
Without this soldier's actions, who knows - would my mum have grown up, married, and had me, or would she have died as a small casualty of the war.
The soldier would have passed away by now I am sure, but I wonder if any families remember him telling of the day when he jumped on two kids.

On a sunny afternoon on Friday 1st September1939 I was walking home from the cat and dogs meat shop at the six dials in Southampton where I was an errand boy, althoughI was only twelve and a half years old I delivered cat and dog meat all over town for 1/- a week and as I walked towards my home in Northam, and as I'd just been paid, I was thinking how to spend it, 2d for pictures at the Kingsland Square on Saturday afternoon, 1d for the collection on Sunday at Holy Rood church where I was a choirboy, 6d for Wednesday night Speedway leaving 3d for sweets and icecreams.I arrived home to Belvedere Terrace and saw this big lorry outside our house, I knew it was my Uncle Fred's because I'd been on holiday at his home in Dorset only a fortnight earlier, what I didn't know was that he'd come to collect my younger brother and sister and myself and evacuate us to his home in Broadstone, Dorset.Broadstone was a lovely village, it was the village my dad came from and we had over forty relations living in and around it, it was surrounded with heath land and pine woods, the village itself had a railway station, one pub,(hotel)a Conservative club, three churches, a fair sprinkling of shops a golf links and the most wonderful recreation ground you could ever imagine, it was three miles from Poole. We settled in well with our relatives, I shared a bedroom with my cousin and became a member of his gang even though they were all a couple of years older than me. I got myself a newspaper round at Yard's shop but soon changed to a paper round at W.H.Smith's at the railway station for an extra 6d a week,I also had an errand boy's job at Haines the chemist.Also evacuated to the village were schools from Southampton and London, I went in with the Southampton kids and at first we had our classrooms in the Methodist church but was soon put in with the locals in the Broadstone school, the londoners went into the Womans Institute hall and stayed all through the war.The period of the phony war was good for us kids, the gang had a couple of air rifles so we went shooting rabbit in the wood but never did catch any, we even had a motor bike with petrol in it but we hardly got it going, we played football and cricket, went to Poole Saturday nights to the fun-fair and to Poole again on Sunday nights to the pictures, I use to go to the Tivoli cinema in Wimborne on Saturday mornings with a female cousin, we use to sit in the double seat in the back row, we thought we were in love.We even went home for xmas and I had the best Xmas present ever, two new suits with long trousers.When the Battle of Britain started our school wasn't prepared for it, when the sirens sounded we use to stand in very high ditches and many times we watched dog fights going on, and once we saw a spitefire come down low and do a victory roll, it wasn't long before we had a proper shelter.During the Battle of Britain my Mum and Dad was bombed out of their home so they decided to come back to Broadstone to live and so we were a family once again , Dad, who had been an iron worker all his working life found a job on Poole quay with Poole Iron Foundry. Sometime in early March 1941 I left school and on the same day and because the whole gang were in it, I joined the Home Guard, my Dad didn't take too kindly to it but he came round and joined himself soon afterI went to work full time for W.H.Smiths for 14/6 a week, my first job was a paper round at the next village of Corfe Mullen which took about two hours and because I did a lot of canvassing like selling stationary, toilet paper, greaseproof paper etc,the manager raised my wages to a pound a week. I stopped at that job for about six months and then one of the gang told me there was a job going working with him at a boat yard by Hamworthy Bridge in Poole for two pounds a week, we were making huge rafts which were towed out to sea and used for target practise for the R.A.F. All went well for about five months and then one day a German plane came out of the clouds and dropped two bombs, one each side of the bridge, one bomb blew up a wood yard and two people with it and the other dropped on the factory where my Dad worked, it landed between my Dad and his apprentice, my Dad had shrapnel in his arm, his apprentice was killed by the blast.My mother thought it was too dangerous working on Poole quay so she found me a job a lot nearer home, half a mile to be exact at a place called Creekmoor, they'd built a large Royal Ordinance Factory there which was making cannon guns for fighter aircraft. My job was in the "Tool and Gauge" store, along with three women we supplied the whole factoy,I enjoyed the job even though it was long hours. After six months I was asked if I'd like to look after the stores on permanent nights so there I was a fifteen year old working six nights a week, the job lasted about two years and then I was asked if I'd like to go into the Progress Dept still working nights, I accepted and stayed there until I was eighteen when I was called up for the army on March 15th 1945.

On a sunny afternoon on Friday 1st September1939 I was walking home from the cat and dogs meat shop at the six dials in Southampton where I was an errand boy, althoughI was only twelve and a half years old I delivered cat and dog meat all over town for 1/- a week and as I walked towards my home in Northam, and as I'd just been paid, I was thinking how to spend it, 2d for pictures at the Kingsland Square on Saturday afternoon, 1d for the collection on Sunday at Holy Rood church where I was a choirboy, 6d for Wednesday night Speedway leaving 3d for sweets and icecreams.I arrived home to Belvedere Terrace and saw this big lorry outside our house, I knew it was my Uncle Fred's because I'd been on holiday at his home in Dorset only a fortnight earlier, what I didn't know was that he'd come to collect my younger brother and sister and myself and evacuate us to his home in Broadstone, Dorset.Broadstone was a lovely village, it was the village my dad came from and we had over forty relations living in and around it, it was surrounded with heath land and pine woods, the village itself had a railway station, one pub,(hotel)a Conservative club, three churches, a fair sprinkling of shops a golf links and the most wonderful recreation ground you could ever imagine, it was three miles from Poole. We settled in well with our relatives, I shared a bedroom with my cousin and became a member of his gang even though they were all a couple of years older than me. I got myself a newspaper round at Yard's shop but soon changed to a paper round at W.H.Smith's at the railway station for an extra 6d a week,I also had an errand boy's job at Haines the chemist.Also evacuated to the village were schools from Southampton and London, I went in with the Southampton kids and at first we had our classrooms in the Methodist church but was soon put in with the locals in the Broadstone school, the londoners went into the Womans Institute hall and stayed all through the war.The period of the phony war was good for us kids, the gang had a couple of air rifles so we went shooting rabbit in the wood but never did catch any, we even had a motor bike with petrol in it but we hardly got it going, we played football and cricket, went to Poole Saturday nights to the fun-fair and to Poole again on Sunday nights to the pictures, I use to go to the Tivoli cinema in Wimborne on Saturday mornings with a female cousin, we use to sit in the double seat in the back row, we thought we were in love.We even went home for xmas and I had the best Xmas present ever, two new suits with long trousers.When the Battle of Britain started our school wasn't prepared for it, when the sirens sounded we use to stand in very high ditches and many times we watched dog fights going on, and once we saw a spitefire come down low and do a victory roll, it wasn't long before we had a proper shelter.During the Battle of Britain my Mum and Dad was bombed out of their home so they decided to come back to Broadstone to live and so we were a family once again , Dad, who had been an iron worker all his working life found a job on Poole quay with Poole Iron Foundry. Sometime in early March 1941 I left school and on the same day and because the whole gang were in it, I joined the Home Guard, my Dad didn't take too kindly to it but he came round and joined himself soon afterI went to work full time for W.H.Smiths for 14/6 a week, my first job was a paper round at the next village of Corfe Mullen which took about two hours and because I did a lot of canvassing like selling stationary, toilet paper, greaseproof paper etc,the manager raised my wages to a pound a week. I stopped at that job for about six months and then one of the gang told me there was a job going working with him at a boat yard by Hamworthy Bridge in Poole for two pounds a week, we were making huge rafts which were towed out to sea and used for target practise for the R.A.F. All went well for about five months and then one day a German plane came out of the clouds and dropped two bombs, one each side of the bridge, one bomb blew up a wood yard and two people with it and the other dropped on the factory where my Dad worked, it landed between my Dad and his apprentice, my Dad had shrapnel in his arm, his apprentice was killed by the blast.My mother thought it was too dangerous working on Poole quay so she found me a job a lot nearer home, half a mile to be exact at a place called Creekmoor, they'd built a large Royal Ordinance Factory there which was making cannon guns for fighter aircraft. My job was in the "Tool and Gauge" store, along with three women we supplied the whole factoy,I enjoyed the job even though it was long hours. After six months I was asked if I'd like to look after the stores on permanent nights so there I was a fifteen year old working six nights a week, the job lasted about two years and then I was asked if I'd like to go into the Progress Dept still working nights, I accepted and stayed there until I was eighteen when I was called up for the army on March 15th 1945.

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2.To print screen all you need to do is press the print screen button which is the third to last button on the top row
3.The normal file ending for a picture from the internet on a file is jpg.
4.PowerPoint is different to the dream weaver because you can make slides.
5.The power point is easier to use because it is less complicated.
6.To print screen all you need to do is press the print screen button which is the third to last button on the top row
7.Hyperlink means a website from the internet
8.An action button is a button that does a lot of stuff when you press it
9.Index.html means a hyperlink
10.We use tables to count out data info
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