Former WRAF Joan Hall, 95, was given the day off to celebrate VE Day and joined the throngs of people heading to London I was 17 when I joined up with the Women’s Royal Air Force (WRAF).
You needed your parents’ permission at that age and my father warned me that once I signed that bit of paper there was no getting out.
He told me to sleep on it. I did – and wanted to join up just as badly the next morning. That was in 1942. We were sent for training in Morecambe Bay.
All the male recruits were trained in Blackpool. They wanted to keep us apart so we didn’t fraternise too much, and with 10 shillings a week pay we couldn’t afford the trip very often.
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