I was out in a private home and
it was very near Coventry and I
had a funny thing happen to me.
I had to have a bicycle because
I lived quite a long distance from the hospital,
another girl and I,
and we used to have to go to the hospital
whenever there was a raid and
that would be every clear night.
And this night I was pedaling furiously
to get there and I used to have little
shortcuts down little roads.
And one bomb came down pretty close
to me to knock me off my bicycle and
covered me with earth and I was so
surprised to have a man standing beside
me hauling me up and saying,
"Are you alright?" He had followed me,
knowing where I was going and
that I might need help.
I thanked him and he said,
"You know, I can only hope that someone
will be as kind to my daughter
when she needs help."