I was born in 1940 and was lucky enough to survive an air raid that year which damaged building in the Warrender Park area of Edinburgh. I was evacuated to Oxton in Berwickshire to stay with an aunt, and my earliest recollection was of going to a farm for milk when I was about two; one of the advantages of being in the country was that rationing didn’t have the same impact and grew up during the war. But I do remember the ration books and the cutting out of points from the books; it was quite a good diet.
But when it became clear that Edinburgh was not going to be a major target for bombing we came back, but we did go down to Oxton sometimes and I remember travelling there and back by the AEC single decker bus.