Memories of Addingham
I was born at number 3 North Street in 1942. I was in my mothers arms and can remember Italian prisoners of war marching up to the camp on the Beamsley side of the River Wharfe and hiding on a shelf under the stairs whilst a German bomber had a go at the old SU factory at Low Mills (making carburetors for our spitfires). He missed, but there is still a crater on the opposite side of the river.
My older brothers were sent to Addingham during the war(WW2). They are trying to trace other people who came to Addingham and/or people who took in these children to their homes.
there were 5 of us mum a dad who was drunk most of the time and my brother maurice and sister jean , we lived in a space 18 foot by 18 foot one bedroom and living room.