- Contributed byÌý
- CSV Action Desk Leicester
- People in story:Ìý
- Phyllis Bell
- Location of story:Ìý
- Leicester
- Background to story:Ìý
- Civilian
- Article ID:Ìý
- A6083020
- Contributed on:Ìý
- 10 October 2005
worked at a place that made Army Boots. I was in the office and made the orders out. We had a voluntary service and I would knit helmets for the troops.
I liked my job.
I went there after working in a jewelry shop for 5 years. I saw the job advertised and went for an interview and got it.
I was there for 12 and a half years.
Everywhere was blacked out — it was terrible.
We used to go to old time dancing. We had to make our own entertainment and would go to each others houses. We'd have a gramophone on.
Because it was so dark you didn't like going out — the air raid wardens were strict.
I met my future husband at old time dancing. We married in 1953 — rationing was still going on.
Food was rationed — you only had so much butter. My mother would make her own butter using the cream off the milk.
I was one of 4 children. Mum was a cook so she could make something out of nothing.
We used to have lots of rabbit stuff and dumplings.
My dad was a fire watcher.
You couldn't buy sweets and chocolate was rationed.
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