“Houses on our street got bombed.”
This week, we’re marking the 80th anniversary of D-Day by sharing some of our residents’ stories of WWII. Today, it’s Betty’s turn.
“I remember the bombs dropping – the ‘doodle bugs’ [German V-1 flying bombs]. They used to come over and then you’d hear the engine stop and they’d crash into somebody’s house.
“We were lucky. We didn’t get bombed, but houses on our street did and people were killed. When the sirens went, we’d go down to Shepherd’s Bush underground station and sleep on the platform. We had an Anderson shelter in the garden as well, but my mum didn’t feel safe there.
“My mother was dead scared. We used to say to her, ‘Why are you frightened?’ When you’re a kid, you don’t realise how bad it is. You know that houses are being bombed and people are being killed and you’re sorry about that, but it doesn’t affect you in the same way as when you’re older.”
Betty and her family were evacuated to Nottingham. “We stayed with quite a well-off family called the Thornycrofts. You’d see Thornycroft buses on the road. They gave us a little flat in this big house and we were well looked after. We stayed for about six months. My mother got quinsy [an abscess near her tonsils]. She wanted to be home, so we came back to London.”
Betty’s step-father and uncle fought in the war. Both survived, but her uncle was badly injured. “My step-father didn’t really talk about the war. I don’t think a lot of them did. I think they saw some terrible things and just wanted to move on.”
Betty remembers the celebrations at the end of the war. “I was five when the war started and coming up to 12 when it finished. The street parties were good! It was five or six years after the war before things felt normal though.”
While Betty doesn’t recall hearing about the Normandy landings at the time, she says, “If it wasn’t for D-Day, we’d have lost the war. I was watching the telly yesterday and they spoke to a man who was in the navy then. He was only 16. A lot of them put their ages up so they could get into the forces. They were just kids.”
Recognising the difficulties that families face, Jamal came together with other Hammersmith parents to launch Somali Parents. Meeting demand is an ever-increasing challenge for the charity. Jamal is the only paid staff member, and he only works for the charity part-time. Nevertheless, assisted by a team of volunteers, the organisation offers support to families across the borough.
Somali Parents runs healthcare workshops about cancer symptoms and support available, as well as drop-in sessions to help ease concerns amongst the community and give people a better understanding of how to access NHS services and what to expect from an appointment. Recognising that women often feel more comfortable discussing health issues with another woman, the charity will sometimes bring in a Somali-speaking female GP to answer questions from the audience and talk to people in private if they need more advice.
“The relationship is the intervention.”