Wednesday 23 October 2013

8th September 1939

There’s been a lot of talk this week about people joining up.  It’s got me thinking – there’s going to be loads of jobs going spare if all the lads go off and join the forces.  Mum worked in the last war, they’re going to want us all to do our bit again I’m sure.  I’m sick of being here at home – so this might be my chance to escape.  Edith Turner’s got her own escape planned.  She’s getting married next weekend.  She got to go and live with her in-laws though which seems like leaving the frying pan for the fire to me.  I reckon she’s timed it all wrong.  Unless she’s in the family way which wouldn’t surprise me.

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