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We lived in George Street off Scotswood Road. My husband was not in good health and so did not go into the services. On the day of the party, we had streamers stretched across the road, flags and bunting hanging along the walls. Everyone brought out their dining tables into the street and whatever crockery they owned, odd cups and saucers, pint pots (some without handles) anything at all that could be used. The war years had been cruel, and everybody was hard up, but whatever you had you shared, especially today - the party.
The tables were put side by side and set out with an array of sandwiches, cakes, jelly for the bairns. If you had owt in your cupboard then it came out today! Some had more than others, but today we shared. Everyone was so happy, I think we were all drunk on the spirit of the day, because I can't remember any beer or anything. We danced and sung. People played mouth organs and we all joined in with popular war songs like White Cliffs of Dover and Run Rabbit. The festive spirit went on long into the night, and even after I'd gone to bed I could hear people making their way home singing

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