1 was out yesterday on a job of work which took me to a place which T must not_name and which was visited by Jerry. 1 was driving 3 lorry and when Jerry came over 1 pulled up on the side of the road Under a. tee and sat tight, There was no time to do anything else.
'A hundred yards ahead of me was a Hiltle playground in which a couple of dozen lite children were play'h When Jerry came up, these kiddies were rounded up and hurried along, suppeee, to an air-raid shelter. At any rate, they had to run down the road. They were machine-gunned from the alr.
One dirty hound came right down and sprayed the street from end to fend, right along the line of running kiddies. How none were hit is a mystery to me. T could see the bul-Tels hiiting the road all about them, bhut they got clear away, thank gocaness.
T wish I could say £ saw that Jerry hound" shot down. He zoomed straight up immediately after and disappeared. I hope he was cne fof the 10, and one that burned all the way down. Ihave never felt so mad in my life before. Tam angry even now as T write of it
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