on the way to my nans so I don’t know wot what he means. When dad puts mum down she said I must cook dinner now cos you have to leave this afternoon and go back to the army. It was a special dinner cos dad bought some beef and other things from the army. Mum cooked it all and made a yooksher, yorkshire pudding in a tin tray and we all sat down to eat our dinner. Sudenly, suddenly there was a bomb and the house shook and guess what. All bits of the seeling sieling ceeling came down but my mum had the Yorkshire pudding in her hands and quick as a flash she just turned it up-side- down and it didn’t get stuff in it. Dad was quick too cos he quickly put a cloth over the rest of the dinner so it was all clean. We picked bits of plaster off our chairs and had a lovely dinner with cake from the army for afters. Mum says “Its lucky the bom didn’t hit us” so its good that my teddy savd us. Dad sais “This is a terable, terrible mess and I ort to stay and help you clean up.” But mum says “Don’t worry, Peggy will help.” So dad went off to be a soldjer again. Peggy is my mum’s best friend and she’s really nice and she has blonde rinklets, ringlets and they bob up and down and she laughs a lot. She came round and helped my mum to clean up and me and my brother helped too. Peggy whispered sumthing to my mum and they both giggled and mum said to me, “Can you keep a secret.” And I said “Yes,” and mum said Peggy’s pregant too and that speshally good cos she’s been trying a long time.” And I said “But, Nana won’t like it cos of the war.” And they both said “You’re rite.” And giggled a bit more.
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Then my mum told Peggy that she was more frytend, fihgtend of her mum than the boms so she was going to get evacuated so she could get away from her mum so she went to the evakyouashun, evakuation, evacuation office and they said you can go to devon witch is a beautiful place in the cuntry. Then we went to nans to tell her that we were going to devon and my nan said to my mum “Have you gone wrong again.” And my mum said “Dont put it like that. We’re really pleased.” I think my Nan gessed that mums pregnant. And I want a baby sister. My nans always fed up and maons a lot but my mum says she’s had a hard life so we have to be sorry for her. first she was an orfan in an orfanidge, orphaidge then when she was 14 she worked in a big house as a skulry, skullry, scullery made. Then she met a man who was the plummer and he would give her bunches of vilets which he carrid under his bowler hat and they got marrid. I’ve seen photos of my nan then and she was really pretty. Then it was World War 1 and my granddad went off to be a soldjer. The germans were the enemy but they wanted to play football and sings songs to eachother but when they did it it wasnt allowd any more. In that war they lived in ditches and it was dirty and cold with rats and my granddad cort newmonia. After the war he came home and lived a few years and died cos he still had newmonia and that ment it was too late for my nan to get a war widows penshun so she was poor with 2 children and had to get up early and clean and that’s why her knees hurt these days. She worked as a cleaner for a lady. Once she
took my mum to werk to show the lady and the lady said, “Shes lovely, just like a Jewish girl.” And my nan was afended and the lady new she was afended so she lost her job. My mum says at least in world war 1 they fort a long way from London but these days we get killed in our own countree. Nan lives with Auntie and there both old. I think she’s some relation or sumthing like that. Auntie’s husband is ded too so she’s a widow but shes jolly and hasn’t got any children. She skips with my skipping rope and at Christmas time we play Bingo and she gives us pryziz, prizes wrapt up in pretty paper. Now we’re living on a farm in devon and all around is grass and trees and hills and we can’t see any other houses. Theres animals like cows and do you know what? Beef comes from cows. I’m never going to eat beef again. I have lots of jobs like digging up potatoes and carrots cos they grow under the ground. I have to collect the eggs, but my favourite job is feeding a baby lam, lamb with a bottle cos its mother has died. My teddy helped the lamb grow big and strong. My brother has jobs too like feeding the chickens and picking the strawberries thow I see him eat most of them. The farmer said do you want to see me milk the cows and I did but you know what? Milk comes from under the cow and I’m never going to drink milk again. Ugh!! And butter and cheese and cream comes from milk and I’m never going to eat them again. Yuk!! The farmer is called farmer John and he and his wife are