23rd Oktober 1940
The Ministry of Security
Mr Herbert Morrison.
I belong to the small community whitch
meets at every nightfall in the public shelter, in Leinster Square, W.2
On the 17th September I was I the same shelter which the H.E
bomb honoured with its visit. And in spite of the shock (one was killed
and two wounded inside, the shelter, one of 3 sisters in a room in a
house opposite-one was killed, one wounded, one unhurt) I went there
again, night after night. The reason: It was light the whole night through.
One could read and forget the nearness of danger,- there was always a
shelter-marshal, which gave you the feeling after my earlier experience
that in the case of danger would always be a person at hand who would
arrest at once any panic, or stop little nervous disputes with friendly tact.
WHEN IT RAINED THE WATER LEAKED THROUGH, BUT WE
HOPED, THIS WOULD BE STOPPED.
It was damp and cold. One kind Warden brought a small
Electric stove which gave us the illusion at least, of warming the place.
The benches are so high, narrow and agonising that I am sure,
Hittler has – through some secret means –purposely devised it, thus to
break our morale!
Since yesterday there is an order to extinguish all
the lights, except one small electric light – not enough to let one
read, but enough to let one see the depressing surroundings, and wait,
for the next shell.
The Warden gives you as reason, that people want to
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