Any special memories?
"In 1939 children were evacuated from the cities. Arrangements were made for children from Hull to be billeted in Lincolnshire. They would travel in two buses.
There was no Humber Bridge at that time and the ferry crossing was mined, so the buses had to journey inland to cross at the nearest bridge.
The Staniland School at Boston was the reception centre, manned by the billeting officer, the WVS, the Council with a list of names, and me with my First Aid box.
We were told buses would arrive about 11 o’clock. At twelve a policeman arrived on bicycle to say there was a delay, owing to an overnight stop at a village hall, there was some trouble but they were now on their way.
Around 3 o’clock they arrived, angry, tired, hysterical and lousy. Many of the children had been ‘sewn up for the winter’ (rubbed with goose grease or whale oil, their flannel underwear sewn on until Spring) and were hosts to infection, which they happily passed on! The Red Cross manual did not appear to cover this.
After much consultation it was decided to move everyone to the local Casual Wards, well equipped and used by the local police for vagrants. Sadly, the infestation was so great that Derbak soap and hot water were of no use.
It was decided to cut off the children’s hair, bandage their heads and apply chloroform. Before this could be done a doctor had to be found to accept responsibility. Dr. Snow, a very elderly retired GP agreed to sit in.
He managed to re-assure the mothers that cutting them out of their clothes would not be fatal; [and] soothed, as far as anyone could, the mothers.
We got on with the bandaging and killing the fleas that staggered out from under them.
Within six months most had returned to Hull. Perhaps it was quieter there than being surrounded by fighter and bomber stations."

What else did you do?
"I worked with the local Ministry of Health at village clinics, with the Food Executive Officer at the Milk Marketing Board (National Dried Milk and vitamins), and escorted vagrant ladies out of the County (with the police, of course). In fact, any job no-one else wanted!
I am still serving with the Red Cross (72 years, not bad)."
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