"My mother, brother and myself used to play Ludo in the evenings which helped my mother relax a little before the air raids started. As soon we heard the wailing of the sirens we would go into the shelter which was in the garden.
Sometimes it was very dark and we would carefully use a torch. Usually, the sky was lit up with searchlights. Often we could see fires where the German planes had dropped incendiary bombs...
Then the terrible noise would begin of the guns, droning of the planes and the thud of the bombs falling."