War memories

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Both clothes and food was rationed. We painted our legs with seams up the back. Dried egg was lovely.

My husband was in the Navy. I visited Liverpool when the George V was there, I remember visiting the boat.

They were happy times - I worked at the Plaza and a huge piece of shrapnel fell right in front of me.

My mother was ill with cancer, and we used to give up our butter rations for her.

They used to call it the phoney war because nothing happened for the first couple of years.

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