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Evacuation It is a bright, sunny day. Primly uniformed women anxiously stare down the platform at the approaching train. Through the steam of the engine emerges an excited confusion of unfamiliar accents. Hundreds of children, each carrying a bag of clothing or a small suitcase, crowd every inch of the station. Some chatter noisily, others stare blankly at their teachers. Gas masks in cardboard boxes swing from their shoulders and identity labels from their necks. A few carry buckets and spades. In the hurried departure, mothers and fathers had believed Lincoln to be on the coast. Most of the children have never left their hometowns - the giant industrial centres of the North. The great evacuation has begun. My Granddad now aged 66, was one of these children standing nervously at the platform, too young to know why he was being taken away from his Mummy and Daddy. He remembers the despair he felt to this day: "I...

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