Shopping at The Heathway
My mother asked me to go to the shops and get some bread at Barton's the bakers.
I was just ten years old. 'But' she said, 'if a raid starts, don't hang about but run straight back home'. I often had to go to the shops, it was never a lot I had to get - mainly just one or two things, and if a raid did start, providing it was relatively quiet, I would always try to get these things. So this day saw me queueing up for bread - you had to queue for everything in those days, when suddenly a distant siren was heard. Everyone shifted about slightly looking about them. Then a more closer siren joined in, the queue became more agitated. Then our local one blared out its warning, each siren getting louder and louder making you feel that there was just nowhere you could hide. But we still held our nerve and position. But then I picked up the sound of ack-ack gunfire - distant but ominous. Then my finely tuned ears detected the out of tune throb of German bombers. I left the queue and started for home. As I ran down Parsloes Avenue towards Meadow Road where I lived, the sound of ack-ack guns and throb of bombers overhead had me terrified. Then just as panic took hold, a man came out of his porch, opened his front gate - grabbed hold of me and quickly took me back to his porch where he put his arms around me for protection, then we both huddled down cowering from the noise of guns and bombers. We could hear the clank of shrapnel hitting rooftops and pavements but I can't recall if any bombs dropped. Then he said 'Don't worry son, it won't last long, they're on their way to better targets. They'll be gone shortly, then you can hurry on home'.
It didn't last long, the bombers did pass over and although the raid was still on it quietened down considerably. After a few minutes he said 'OK son you should be alright now, but hurry home as fast as you can'.
I was grateful to that man for comforting me and protecting me, and felt no concern at all when he put his arm around me for protection. I wonder how many children today would feel the same confidence.
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RE: RE: Shopping at The Heathway
WOW! What a story! what a memory and too bad that people now days dont even have a clue about this!
Thank Goodness for that man and God bless him!
Lori
Comment from Lori Nicholls on Wednesday, 10th March 2010.
RE: RE: Shopping at The Heathway
Shopping at Martin's Corner I lived in Porters Avenue during the Second World War. At Martins Corner at that time there was a Fire Station, next to the alleyway, where the Co-op now is (or was in the 1960s). Then there was Bert's cafe, then a chemist, then Pearks the grocers, then a hairdressers, then an Off Licence, a haberdashery, Beitler's the Bakers (Bartons took it over after the war), Sissleys the cyclist shop, an outfitters, then Bowen's the grocers, Parish and Somerfields, the butchers, Martins the newsagents, Hutchings, the fish-shop. Another hairdressers, Martins the greengrocers, a cobblers shop, a furniture store called Deze, a snooker hall, and then the other side of the alley. If anyone is interested, I can also remember most of the shops on the other side of the road. I went to Halbutt Street School, and also South Wood Lane. Charlecott Road youth centre. Also collected schrapnel, after evening bombing raids and the doodle bug crashes. Can also remember quite a few of the houses which were bombed in and around Martins Corner. Also drank many pints, and got drunk at the Cherry Tree Pub, the Round House, the Greyhound, and the Royal Oak in Chadwell Heath, also the Royal Oak in Green Lanes. The Bug Hole Picture House (Electric Cinema real name) in Barking, Blakes Corner, Church Elm Lane (where there were actually elm trees, and even a rookery nesting in the tops of the elm trees. Valance Park, where the swimming pool was, the ten trees where we used to meet up, and did a bit of smooching with the local girls. Valancer House and the old moat where no fishing was allowed. Mr J. G. O'Leary was the librarian at the local library then. Bruce (Bruno) Prior
Comment from Bruce (Bruno) Prior on Monday, 17th October 2011.