QUOTE (arshoo @ Oct 6 2006, 12:19 pm)

didnt know you were that old sin
Bollocks mush!
I will tell you a little story though, passed down from (still surviving) members of The Family: During WWII the Luftwaffe continually bombed London. By 1944 my uncle Ro was 14. He tells this story that The Family had been bombed out of two houses, and The Council had given them a tiny flat overlooking Bentall's department store. Whenever there was a Luftwaffe raid approaching, the Air Raid Wardens on Bentall's roof would raise a wicker basket up the flagpole. This was the signal to sound the air raid sirens. My dad was 4, and his job was to keep a watch, and when the time came shout to my grandmother, aunt and uncles, "Basket's up!". Then they'd leg it as fast as they could to get to the best places in the Air Raid Shelter before the rest of that part of the town got the audible warning. Now down in this particular air raid shelter was a big pipe running in front of a secluded ledge, and my uncle Ro could squeeze himself and a bird behind it, and while the bombing was going on overhead, have his wicked way, on the premise that they could both be blown to smithereens at any second. He also tells a chilling story of the locals barring a black guy from coming into the shelter, so he had to stay up top with the falling bombs. I've always felt really bad about this, and hoped he survived.