"I was 2 years, 2 months and 2 weeks old. It was August 1945, and I was wearing a red linen coat, a blue and white striped dress, with my hair tied loosely with one ribbon. It was tied loosely because my father had tied it up - which wasn't the norm - usually my mother did my hair - but she was in the local maternity ward, having just given birth to my sister (20th August 1945). I was going to be taken to the Torchlight parade, where my 9 year old brother would be carrying a flaming torch, along with other cub scouts. It was, obviously, to celebrate the end of WWII - but in my infant mind, it was to celebrate the birth of my baby sister!"
BBC Radio 4 Memory Experience