![]() “They come here, I’ll stab ’em with a pitchfork, I will.” Fred was not happy. “Bloody huns,” Fred muttered, when I went to help with chores. “They won’t,” she said, but I was sure she was lying. “What if the Germans take Butter?” I asked Susan. I’d know it was an invasion, not an air raid, because all the church bells would ring. If he invaded while I was out riding, I was to return home at once, as fast as possible by the shortest route. When Hitler invaded we were to say nothing, do nothing to help the enemy. Jamie had already dug a hole for it in the garden. When he invaded, we were to bury our radio. ![]() Men came and removed all the signposts from the roads around the village, so that when Hitler invaded he wouldn’t know where he was. She made me go into the shelter every time the sirens wailed. “You feel safer in your bedroom, but you’re actually much safer in the shelter.” It didn’t matter how I felt. ![]()
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