The Bunning Hall

This is the Bunning Hall in Cosby, the Leicestershire village where my Dad was born. We were there today on our way to see my cousins. Dad used to go to dances in the Bunning Hall, and he told me the story of when he was there during blackout with his friend Dick Grant. The blanket covering the door was pulled aside as they left. "Turn that light off!" (just like in Dad's Army). Next minute they could hear the whistle of a bomb coming down and threw themselves to the floor. Luckily it fell in the allotments...