Dorothy Hayman was born in 1928. At the age of eleven she remembers being told that war had broken out. It did not mean much to her; war was something that had happened years ago.
Dorothy remembers one Friday walking with her mother into Windsor from their village of Datchet to get some fish and chips. As they walked along the road, they saw a lone plane approaching and it suddenly started shooting at them, they both finished off in the ditch. They never did get their fish and chips.
She heard about D-Day on the radio. Dorothy counted the American planes out, and in the evening she would count them back again. She would often think about what had happened to the two or three missing planes.
When I heard the war was over, I was allowed the day off to go to Trafalgar Square to celebrate in London.
Dorothy married Peter in 1950 and had one son and twin daughters.