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During the war when food and luxuries were scarce, my mum wanted to give us a treat and bake us a Christmas cake. She had saved enough flour and sugar. Eggs were not a problem because we had chickens, but she didn't have any dried fruit.
As luck would have it and by sheer coincidence when the midwife came to see my baby brother who had been born on the 13th December 1941, she brought some currants and raisins for us. This saved the day, and we had our cake. I can't remember what it was like, but I'm sure it tasted wonderful!

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