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I was about six years old, attending school in London, when we were told to stand in line, heels against the wall and any girl whose feet came over a chalk line - about six inches away from the wall - received extra shoe coupons. I was one of two girls. Which was well received at home.

I remember a story my mother told about a time she was queuing in a grocer's shop. At that time the perishable goods were displayed on a stone counter, where butter would be put into pats and the cheese cut. A lady shopping in front of her asked the assistant what she was keeping under the counter that week. The assistant replied "Madam, I only have my feet!"

My father, who working for the RAF, he came home off duty, to cook his supper. He decided on his valuable once-a-week egg, on toast with some spinach and cup of tea. First, he dropped the egg! Then he burnt the toast! And finally, whilst the spinach was cooking, he made a telephone call to return to a burnt saucepan!

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