- Contributed by听
- HnWCSVActionDesk
- People in story:听
- Kate Lewis
- Location of story:听
- Worcester.
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A5562443
- Contributed on:听
- 07 September 2005
I was only 5 when the war ended, but I can remember being taken down to Worcester Bridge to see the lights being turned back on. Obviously I didn't realise why they had been off or why they were coming back on!
I can also remember seeing all the flags out of the windows in Rowley Hill Street, St Johns and also a big bonfire on the corner. For years I couldn't understand why this didn't happen every year!
All the sugar was in blue bags and margarine always had a brown label and was government stamped. Dried eggs and ration books I can remember. We used to have our granny's coupons for sweets.
I often saw models of bananas I the shops but had to ask what they were. When I was told how good they tasted I couldn't wait to have one of my own. The funny thing was that I didn't like it when I at last had one to try! We used to que up at our local nursery for a few tomatoes, the smell was wonderful.
Our black outs weren't in the form of curtains, we used to stud them round the window every night, I used to help do this.
My dad was in the R.A.F all through the war in the Far East, Burma/ India. I remember him coming home with his kit bag only twice through the war, so like many of my generation I didn't know him until I was 5.
I remember he bought me a pair of beautiful brightly coloured shoes from India. They were quite fabulous. He had also bought brightly coloured towels and material.
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