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www.britishpathe.com/video/child-evacue ... /liverpool
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Bonesy
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Lily, on the link you posted, just copy the title of the video, in this case
Child Evacuees In Australia On Sleeve As Child Evacueesinand then paste on the
you tube search facility. click share and then "copy link" and paste it on here.
You end up with the video below.
Keith
Child Evacuees In Australia On Sleeve As Child Evacueesinand then paste on the
you tube search facility. click share and then "copy link" and paste it on here.
You end up with the video below.
Keith
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Patricia
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Would truly like to know which is the Truth or is it a "Bit of Both?"
https://www.abc.net.au/news/2016-11-27/ ... ns/8060936
https://www.abc.net.au/news/2016-11-27/ ... ns/8060936
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lily8
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Patricia two very different subjects, mine on evacuation (paid for by British parents ,to send their children to Australia for the duration of the war to family or friends or paid hosts) your story is of a much darker and shameful nature. The British government finally made apologies to those still alive and offered them assistance to get back to the UK and maybe find their families sadly many years too late. A wealth of information can be found on the Child Migrant trust website and also a poignant film called oranges and sunshine and in Margaret Humphreys harrowing books.
Lily
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Patricia
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Lily - Many thanks for putting that video on. It is of interest to me because I and my older brother were evacuated
to Wales, a place called Radnorshire.
Here is a brief description of what I recall (so much more but would take too long):
It was a confusing and terrifying journey that I remember at the age of four!
First, we were put on a bus, taken to the train station and on arrival in Wales put in groups in station wagons and driven
around to various farms where the owners would come out and point to whom they would take in. My parents had
apparently given strict instructions that we were not to be separated and at one farm the lady pointed to me and
another girl and was most upset when the driver explained that my brother and I had to go together. She agreed
in the end and we were taken in by her and her brother who managed the Farm. Breakfast was a large glass of
milk with a mark halfway down on it to which I could drink and then pass same on to my brother and a boiled
egg cut in half.
My parents had the presence of mind to give my brother several stamped, addressed, postcards.
He had not too long learnt how to print and after several weeks wrote my parents (so I have been told) "Pat is crying
and wants to come home!" He met the postman on the country road and gave him the postcard.
A couple of days later my Dad arrived and stated that I clung to his leg and wouldn't let go and he insisted that
he was taking us both home. As my Mum stated: "If we are going to go we will go together!"
I remember writing something similar to this at a College course I was taking in English and the Teacher was in
disbelief that I could remember things so clearly but same are imbedded in my memory as clear as a bell to
this day!!
to Wales, a place called Radnorshire.
Here is a brief description of what I recall (so much more but would take too long):
It was a confusing and terrifying journey that I remember at the age of four!
First, we were put on a bus, taken to the train station and on arrival in Wales put in groups in station wagons and driven
around to various farms where the owners would come out and point to whom they would take in. My parents had
apparently given strict instructions that we were not to be separated and at one farm the lady pointed to me and
another girl and was most upset when the driver explained that my brother and I had to go together. She agreed
in the end and we were taken in by her and her brother who managed the Farm. Breakfast was a large glass of
milk with a mark halfway down on it to which I could drink and then pass same on to my brother and a boiled
egg cut in half.
My parents had the presence of mind to give my brother several stamped, addressed, postcards.
He had not too long learnt how to print and after several weeks wrote my parents (so I have been told) "Pat is crying
and wants to come home!" He met the postman on the country road and gave him the postcard.
A couple of days later my Dad arrived and stated that I clung to his leg and wouldn't let go and he insisted that
he was taking us both home. As my Mum stated: "If we are going to go we will go together!"
I remember writing something similar to this at a College course I was taking in English and the Teacher was in
disbelief that I could remember things so clearly but same are imbedded in my memory as clear as a bell to
this day!!