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Towards the end of the war some troops that were billeted in what had been a first class hotel decided by way of a PR exercise to invite the locals into the hotel to show that it had not been damaged too much during their occupancy.

Lizzie was straight as a die. She had lived a faultless life caring for her husband and son and never craved for riches.

As we were living in the north of Scotland we had an easy war. Food rationing being the hardest burden to bear.As the family all had sweet tooths sugar was the commodity that hurt the family most - being always in short supply.
Cheese rations were sometimes exchanged for sugar.

On the day of the 'AT HOME'in the hotel the final event for the visitors was to be taken up to the main dining room for tea and doughnuts.
The tea was served with evaporated milk prior to a huge ashet of freshly made doughnuts being placed on each table. The doughnuts were quickly demolished and on each table was left an ashet with greasproof paper and about a pound of sugar. This was too much for Lizzie to bear. So after most of the guests had left she went round the tables and carefully folding up the greasproof paper with the sugar deposited them into her handbag. Her argument being that the sugar would have been thrown away. This is the only time that I can recall Lizzie straying from the straight and narrow. I should know because Lizzie was my mother.

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