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- Brian Hopper
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- Surrey
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A5317012
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- 25 August 2005
Dearest to our hearts at the age of seven or so were chocolate and sweets. We were allowed 2 oz. a week ably eked out with the likes of the ration of Ovaltine and Horlicks tablets. I well remember swapping bits of my Mars bar for a bit of Frys Cream and bits of other chocolate bars, putting them in an Ovaltine tablet tin lid and melting the horrible mess on top of a radiator. When it had cooled down into a solid mass, to me then my chocolate cocktail tasked like heaven.
Rationing was no laughing matter and there was a refrain we used to sing when the masters weren鈥檛 about
There is a happy home far far away
Where we have bread and scrape three times a day
Eggs and bacon, never see, nor no sugar in our tea
And we are gradually fading away
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