- Contributed by听
- Barnsley Archives and Local Studies
- People in story:听
- Margaret Booth
- Location of story:听
- Barnsley, Yorkshire
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A6479418
- Contributed on:听
- 28 October 2005
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I was born in 1933.
Mum used to go to Barnsley to do her shopping in Barnsley market. She bought some material on the black market and I hated it and wouldn鈥檛 have it made up into a dress. Mum had a camel coat that she had dyed black. I had to go to school in it and it was too long. She wouldn鈥檛 shorten it as she said I would grow into it. I used to hang it up in the morning and pray that someone would take it before I went home.
I had some lovely school dinners. We had to pay but they were very good.
My Dad worked on the pit top and his Dad worked down the pit.
One of our neighbours son鈥檚 was going back to his RAF base when his train was bombed. They went down to see him every weekend for weeks before he died. She said the Londoners were lovely and looked after them.
The butcher used to send my Mum a sheep鈥檚 head as an extra.
There used to be a market at Thurnscoe and at Christmas this lady at the market came with some beautiful velvet dresses and nearly all the kids at school turned up in one of these dresses at the school Christmas party.
One day I went with my Mum to the Co-Op for the rations and she was offered a treat of either blackleading or 6 cracked eggs. She chose the eggs!
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