So great was the danger to
civilians from the constant
bombing of strategically
important targets that you
would think children lived in a
constant state of fear.
Somehow it was not so, for a
strange element of
excitement mingled with the
apprehension felt at the
sound of the air raid siren.
Twelve-year-old Cynthia had
supreme confidence in the
protection of the RAF. 'My
youthful heart nearly burst
with pride at their exploits,'
she writes. 'How could we
not win the war with men like
these ruling our skies?'