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Malcolm,
My grandmother, living in 6 Rankin Street, Wallasey, during the war got sick of the workmen coming around after a "raid" to repair damage.
One of her favourite stories was the front door, blown off its hinges many times. In the end, she chased the workmen away who were trying to rehang it and replaced it with a thick black out curtain which lasted to the end of the war.
Front door - No front door at the Hooper's!
Rgds.
Dave
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