Bomb Alley No 19

                                                               Bomb Alley No 19



My Uncle Richard has at last contacted my Mum and Dad to ask if if will be able to help with the harvesting at his farm, we were going to help before but it got postponed,anyway it will be another week off school,which dosnt matter very much as we seem only to play games anyway in the shelters,so not much to lose.My dad is on duty for that week so we may as well stay with Uncle Ritchard,,so we pack suit cases with clothes that we will need ,Uncle Ritchard  is sending his pony and trap over to pick us up,this is something new to me  because I have never ridden in a pony and trap before,the pony is named Daisy and is quite small compared to some horses  but just right for the trap,the trap has two big wheeles and you enter it by a small door at the back it dosnt have a roof or anything like that so is open to the weather, it has small seats inside like bench seats to sit on,My aunt Flow has come over to sturry to pick us up, as Uncle Ritchard is getting  his to big Dray horses ready to harnes up to the hay cart these horses are really big and powerfull,this why they are used to plough the field, and pull the hay carts,once we are all aboard Daisy and her little cart, we set off to go back  to to the farm,Daisy trips along with a clip clop,, clip clop and seems to enjoy  pulling the little cart at a fair pace.so we are soon  at uncles Farm,we are met by my two cousins Johny and Cyril,Johny is the same age as me, born in december, and I was born in January  and Cyril is slightly younger by a year or two.when we arrive at the farm we find sandwiches, and tea for us to eat,when we are out in the filelds,so its like a big picknick because there are other farm hands as well who are there to help gather in the hay,once we have worked the morning,we settle down on the hay bales  to eat our lunch,they make good seats then.once we finnish our lunch we have to start again because there is a lot to get through before nightfall,we manage to clear one of the field  but there is another one to do tommorrow, so My Aunt Flo say we should stay over for the night as planned and we can get a good start in the morning,My Dad is on duty anyway so it will be O K because they get food delivered to them at the station anyway,During the night the sirens sound yet again for another air raid,but it seems this time the bombers seem to concentrate  on Canterbury itsself,from my Uncles farm up on the hill above Canterbury we can hear the bombs decending and the explosions from them,we can see that Canterbury seems to be nothing but fire,we think the bombers have mistaken Canterbury City for the Buffs Barracks just outside the city but they are not on target,,because the Barracks are east of the city by about  two miles,at last the bombing is over and the planes start to return back towards France and their bases, but in the morning all we can see is smoke and flames still burning  in the  city. But we have to be out and  harvesting the hay so we have brakfast consisting of bacon and eggs  with Tomatoes with bread and if you want it milk,but I stick to tea.,I dont like milk eversince my Uncle Jack squirted milk  direct from one of his cows into a glass, and told me to taste it,and  it,tasted terrible to me so never bother with it again.Uncle Jack said it would be good for me,but I felt sick most of the day,we get milk at school but I give mine to anyone who wants it.Now we meet the other farm members who have come to help get the hay in and they say that many people have been killed and injured from the bombing last night in Canterbury,they say that the people who were in in a big shelter in the top end of the city were killed when a bomb exploded on the shelter with a direct hit.they say the Cathedral wasnt touched.but the bomb that hit the shelter passed between the towers of the Cathedral so said a warden that was on the tower.It will take a while to find all the people  that are burried in the rubble and in the shelter that was hit.but work must continue for us, so we start to get on with the harvest.in the early evening we are all finnished so my aunt says she will take us back home in the jogging cart again in the morning.but later on  we hear a strange enging niose in the skyand look up to see what it is,it just looks like a small aircraft being shot at by some of our fighters we  see that it must have been hit because there is flame and moke  comming from the rear of it.and may be this why itsounds like a crackling noise.then the fighters beakaway and the ack ack guns open up on it,you can se the shell burst around it none hit it we  begin to say that the pilot  deserves to to get away this time as he has been through a lot of flack and machine gun fire he must be a very brave pilot,but then the engine stops and the plane just dives toward the grond,and we hear a dull explosion away in the distance,and guess the pilot must be dead, anyway he was German so not to worry,later we hear that the Germans have a new type of bomb that flys on its own with a jet engine, and when it runs out of fuel  it just dives into the ground or City some of our fighters tried to shoot it down over Kent but it is able out run them speed wise.we now know it is what we call a doodle bug..so we wont get an air raid worning so mutch as it flyes  faster than the Radar can pick it up { so they say that is.}they cause a large amount of damage as they are full of explosives. and can wipe out large areas at one go,so if you have to hope that you are not near when the engine stops.