On the 1st September, about 5 o’clock we heard the first bombs drop. We spent all day in our cellar, with lots of other people. And all we knew about the war was on the radio, ‘bandits this, bandits that’, We didn’t know what it meant, but knew that we had to do something. We took what we could, locked up our place, went to get our aunt and my grandmother and went to the station. And we got on a train. …didn’t know when it was going to go, where it was going to go.
