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- People in story:听
- Kathy Pettifer
- Location of story:听
- Manchester - England
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A4350179
- Contributed on:听
- 04 July 2005
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We didn鈥檛 have any margarine or sugar at that time and we wanted something sweet to eat. I was just learning to cook and I said that I would make a cake. So I did and it rose up beautifully, much to my mother and my Aunt鈥檚 surprise. I used the little bit of jam we had left and we all had it and enjoyed it. They asked what I had used and I told them it was Castor Oil that I found in the cupboard! But it did rise beautifully and it tasted lovely, I suppose it did us good!
We had to go to the local shops for our rations, where you had to be registered. We had to queue forever, especially when there were biscuits on offer.
A bus ride away was a shop where you could get a pair of real silk stockings, but you could only get a pair after you had gone to the shop for three weeks running to buy a pair of Lyle stockings made of a horrible cotton material. Then the third week you could get a pair of real silk ones, our favourite colour was Gunmetal Grey. We used to fight over them! Normally we just drew a line up the back of our legs.
We more or less stood back and watched the war, like you might watch a film.
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