Roger Kerby
Although only a toddler at the time and living in Kenilworth, I clearly remember seeing and hearing the German bombers turning around the castle and making their run into the city using the moonlit straight mile of Kenilworth Road as their guide.
The heavy drone of the engines struck terror into my heart even at that early age.
Later I was taken into the garden to stare at what appeared to be the sky on fire, I could feel the heat and could hear a pattering noise on the roof of the house which turned out be shrapnel from the bursting bombs five miles away.
Next day my grandfather attempted to go into Coventry to find my aunt who lived in Canley but was unable to go along the Kenilworth Road due to the number of people fleeing the city. She later turned up safe and sound, having hidden in fields around Westwood Heath.