Fairminer - Treneman - Family Tree

Had 8 children, from Sue Barker
Details, E-mail, Book 6a / E-mails / 15 / page.1a

During the second World War

This story is a memory during the Second World War.
My father Samuel Fredrick Richardson was the air-raid warden.
There was a brick shelter, built on the village green. Most of the village used to use it.

One night we were in the shelter for almost the whole of the night, the air raid went on for ages. During the early morning a Dornier bomber dropped bombs in the village. He had been shot down and gotten rid of the bombs. My brother and mate Johnny Hicks were in Wharf Road. They told the story when we came out of the shelter. The pilot saw them and fired at them. They dived into the ditch. The Dornier crashed into what we called the saw mills. Between the chemist opposite the shelter and Singleton's paper shop was the allotment. One of the bombs demolished it. Also the other bomb landed on my father's allotment. We didn't know till we went to get produce for Mum, there were two massive great holes.

The funny part (and not very nice for the chemist) was that the chemist was in his outside wooden toilet when the bomb fell, and blasted right next to him, blowing the door off. We came out of the shelter to see his sitting on the toilet, knocked out by the blast, with his trousers round his ankles. There were a few chuckles from the mums.

Added by the Frith Memories Archivist on behalf of Mr D R Richardson, a Surrey Boy, now a Dorset Man. [Related to Peggy, George Fairminer's wife.]

http://www.francisfrith.com/frimley-green/memories/

Memories of Frimley Green, Old Cottage

Memories of Bedford Lane.

..........This cottage is in Bedford Lane. I lived in the house called "Connemara" which is still in Bedford Lane. My father Samuel Frederick Richardson and his brother George were both bricklayers.

..........Both were demolishing the cottage and they were burning the thatch. My brother John was playing dare. He walked through the outer edge of the white ash and dared me to walk through the middle. Unfortunately I did and was very badly burned.

..........Mother rushed round all the houses, collecting tea leaves to put on my legs. In those days people didn't empty their pots every brew. They just topped them up with a little more tea and hot water. To this day, I do not know where Mother got the idea of the tea leaves. It certainly worked. Just a few little scars and they are hard to find.

..........After demolishing the cottage, they built a red brick pair of houses. A Mr Fairminer lived in the first of the pair. I went to school in Frimley Green with his son.
Shared on Thursday, April 06, 2006 by Mr D F Richardson. [Related to Peggy, George Fairminer's wife.]

From http://www.francisfrith.com/

http://www.francisfrith.com/frimley-green/memories/my-grandparents-home_85851/

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