Air Raids

My air raids, my experience started before I was in the, in the Navy. We had, Leicester was really fortunate. It had, it, it had relief from the constant bliss, blitz of London. But we had one or two bad. I'll never forget my father, after the war started, decided that we had what we called French windows, windows with panes of glass. He thought, "Well, we will take some precaution," so he bought some three ply and put a cover of three ply wood outside the French windows, thinking, probably, that might be helpful. Well, one raid we had, my mother and I sat in that room where the French window was, on the chesterfield and we had a raid and a fairly, I believe, small bomb had fell down next door, away. We heard the whistle and, coming down, and for some reason, and the explosion. I helped my mother to get over the chesterfield next to the wall then we both crouched down. Well, this plywood that the, that the blast didn't do anything with it and all the glass went flying across the room. But, we were, we were alright, but we were behind the chesterfield. That scared me considerably and I thought well this is, this is really war.