When I was five I was allowed to go out and play with my mates on the bombsites in London (1964). We would be out for hours playing. One day we met a gang of boys and one was carrying an unexploded bomb. They said they were taking it to the police station. We looked at it in deadly silence and kept our distance.
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The police must have ducked and dived under their desks when those boys came in with that bomb.
Imagine when they put it on the counter?
"look what we found?"
Good boys, hey!?
A small unexploded WW2 bomb
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