On a whim, really, I went into Cardiff and
because I wanted to serve.
And so that was in December 1942.
And in January 1943,
my father took me into Cardiff Station,
half past seven in the morning,
And that was for my RAF,
My WAAF service, which I went,
That was where the
green horns, where they were Everybody
went, all the wafts went, I think,
went to Turnhill, where, again,
The big thing at the very beginning,
been at a
and where nudity was a very,
then in the WAAF, we began by having
medicals, clad only in our...
By then, we'd had
glamorous huge knickers us, which we wore.
And then, so just with the
knickers on, we had what we call FFIs,
which was free from infection.
And I was very embarrassed because
doctors there as well as nurses.
And we were examined
And I found that most embarrassing.
I think probably the next day,
with an iron bed, there must have been...
I forget the exact number
But I think possibly about
I think you've got one here,
And then the next day,
we had injections for cholera,
malaria, tetanus, all at the same time.
And very soon afterwards,
But no pity, because very soon after we
there came an announcement that we had
put it back into our kit bags and carry
everything down to another number,
which was our permanent hut for the next month, I think.
