Mrs F insisted on having a dry run on
what to do should we have an air raid. I
suppose it was quite a good idea as we now know that we need to have a bag of
provisions by the back door, and Joan also thought to count the steps to Bill
next door but one’s cellar in case we have to go there in the pitch dark. We spent half an hour with Bill in his
cellar. He and Mrs F spent the whole
time discussing what we should grow in the back yard. In the end he offered to do the gardening for
her. He’s going to pop round next week
and put her some spuds in.
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