If you are speaking about the London Blitz - - - yes, the Brits are a tough resolute type and the residents of London took the bombing in stride. Their spirited defiance of the German assault is legend...
http://www.eyewitnesstohistory.com/blitz...
http://www.worldwar2exraf.co.uk/Online%2...
http://www.historyplace.com/worldwar2/ti...
http://london.allinfo-about.com/features...
\""The resilience of Londoners in the face of this nightly onslaught has passed into legend. Ordinary men, women and children showed amazing and sustained courage just by carrying on with their daily lives in spite of the nightly bombing raids. In the end, many people became so habituated to them that they just carried on with what they were doing. For example, cinemas would continue to show films during raids and the audience would remain to watch them."""
http://atschool.eduweb.co.uk/chatback/en...
"""My name is Kathleen Brockington. I married my husband in June 1939 at the age of 23 and can remember clearly that day in September hearing the Prime Minister tell us on the wireless that war had started.
For the first few days a lot of people were very frightened. I can remember my Mother-in-Law bursting into tears and putting her gas mask on that first day; she wore it for about an hour but nothing happened and she took it off again when we gave her a cup of tea and she realised she couldn't drink it with the gas mask on!
In 1940 the air raids started up proper. Like lots of others down our street we had an Anderson Shelter in our garden, but it was dreadfully damp so in the end we used to sleep under our big oak table. If the air raid sirens went off in the evening we would just ignore them and carry on eating our tea or playing cards until we heard bombs getting a bit close and then we would dive under the table for cover. (Maybe I should explain that we lived in Acton near where the Rolls Royce factory made the armoured cars and the bombers were always trying to get it).
The night I was bombed out my husband was away fire fighting around St Paul's Cathedral and the East End of London which was getting a proper pasting. Lots of people were sleeping in the tube (London Underground railway) after the last train had gone.
When the bomb dropped I wasn't even under the table! I heard the plane and recognised it was a Jerry (that's what we called them) because I'd heard so many. There was a tremendous BANG! and I ducked. All the windows came in and the ceiling and a couple of walls came in and there was incredible smoke everywhere. I was shaking like a leaf but I wasn't hurt. -------------""
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