D-Day, Doodlebugs and determination.

As told by Lady Pamela

We all hoped that D-Day would be the end of the war but on it dragged, particularly unsettling was the ongoing threat of being bombed, the V-1 ‘doodlebugs’ menacing as they droned slowly above us. My mother meanwhile was offered an official posting to the South-East Asia Command, an appointment welcomed most by my father who was in Burma trying to reverse the gains made by the Japanese. The journey for her was long and arduous. On the train from Calcutta to Rangoon, she wrote, it was so crowded in the carriage there was nowhere to sit or stand, so she had swung herself up into the luggage rack and slept ‘surprisingly’ well.