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'We were all taken into this big hall and told to sit cross-legged
on the floor. And it was a bit like a cattle market after that, because
the various people who were going to have evacuees came in and picked
the ones they wanted. So there were a few scruffy little lads with runny
noses and they were the last to be left, and one or two families of children,
two or three in a family who wanted to be kept together.'
'We were lucky, because we were kept together, my sister
and myself and we went to a farm right at the top of the dale, to a Mrs
Simpson. It was quite remote, for us, after living in Leeds, and we slept
on shakedowns in the apple loft. That's the first time I had warm milk
straight from a cow. Our supper that night was two slices of crusty homemade
bread and milk straight from the dairy. Different again from the milk
that you get in bottles from the shop in Leeds.'
'I soon got homesick because it was a very big farm.
'I remember going to school, we used to go to school on
a shire horse, four of us sit on the back of a shire horse, my sister
and me and two kids who were fairly close and they picked them up as well.
And we used to go I think it would be about two or three miles down to
school on this big shaggy horse, which was the first time I'd ever got
close to a horse as big as that.'
The village kids weren't very friendly towards us, they
looked on us as outsiders. It was all a bit strange. To us it was like
going back in time because we were townies and they were village people.
The highlight of our week was going down to chapel over about six fields.
And hail, rain or snow we went to chapel.
They weren't lovey-dovey but they weren't cruel. I think
we were just a sort of inconvenience more than anything. We never did
get a proper bed, we slept in the apple loft on these shakedowns, I think
looking back they were straw pallets with blankets across. I think we'd
been there probably seven or eight months and my mum decided to bring
us back home. I don't like apples even now. There's something about it,
if I smell an apple, I can go right back to the apple loft. 
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