My family was living in Ruislip, west London, in late September, 1944 during World War II. I was aged 2 1/2 years old. We had just moved into a house there which had been unoccupied for two years, and the large garden was heavily overgrown. My elder brother John and I were playing there on an old 'swing' one morning, when there was a huge bang. My brother and I rushed into the house to tell our mother that "something nearly hit us". She came out and looked but could see nothing special, but a short time later an army jeep dulled up and the soldiers told her that "the enemy is firing a new weapon at us and we think it came down near here". They gave a perfunctory look in the overgrown garden, but could see nothing, left a number and went. Later the same day my mother was showing some friends around their 'new' garden when they noticed me , a small boy, following them around dragging a 3 foot piece of twisted metal behind me. The army was quickly called and this time did a thorough search, finding 6 more pieces, one of which had fallen only 3 feet from where we had been playing. The V2 rocket was the first true space rocket, and ever since I like to say I am a "child of the Space Age".
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