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I am 92 years old now and remember the war. My daughter was aged three to four when the war started.
We used to keep a small holding and my husband, Albert, was a miner.
People were always ready to help each other. They came to us for coal and in return gave us butter, sugar and other supplies.
One day a Lieutenant brought things for me in exchange for my duck eggs.
One Christmas we had about forty cockerels and belgian rabbits. By Christmas Eve only one rabbit remained. A man came for the rabbit, but he had never skinned a rabbit before. He gave me half a crown to skin it for him. This was a lot of money in those days.
It was not all gloom and doom. There were some bright moments
I remember during the Blitz we were in the air raid centre. We could hear the dogs moaning. Someone thought that the noise they made was bombs, not dogs!

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