I WAS born and bred in Altrincham (Moss Lane Bridge) but have since emigrated to Australia.
I reading on Facebook about Oakfield Rd/Moss Lane bomb in World War Two.
I knew all about the bomb that hit the corner of Oakfield Road and Moss Lane. Dad told me all about it when I was a teenager.
Apparently it was a shop (like a sweet shop/grocer shop). On the day the bomb dropped, Dad was actually in the shop waiting in the queue to be served.
He was halfway up the queue when my gran (his mum) came down from Moss Lane Bridge houses (where they lived and I was born) and shouted him from across the road where the shop was.
"Eric, come on home your dinner is on the table," to which dad replied that he was in the queue and was nearly being served.
My gran's response was "never mind that, you can come back after dinner - I'm not having your dinner going cold."
So he came out of the shop and crossed the road to my gran. They were just walking back up Moss Lane to home when "BOOM!" the bomb was dropped and all the people in the shop were killed.
Lucky for dad my gran insisted that he come home for dinner and lucky for me because I wasn't born yet and wouldn't have been born. Just shows you doesn't it? Fate.
Yvonne Tomlinson (nee Boardman)
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