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Somewhere at the back of Bunty’s dreams another war would always play – a war in which she manned searchlights and loaded ack-acks, a war in which she was resourceful and beautiful, not to mention plucky and where ‘String of Pearls’ played endlessly in the de Grey Rooms as a succession of unbelievably handsome officers whirled Bunty off into another life.

