I went to school just as the war was about to end and when it was finally all over it was party time Out came the kitchen tables from every ones home lined up in the middle the road. Where the food came from was a big mystery as we used to eat " Bread and Lard" that's all I seem to remember eating. But we did have a small garden and a chuck pen up the top. Id collect the eggs for mum and some days just two or three other times enough to give away.Well you know what I meant TRADE for what we needed. Across the garden path from the chuck pen was the Anderson shelter that was buried in the ground, earth from the hand dug hole was thrown on top and over. We lived in that hole through summer and freezing winter nights throughout the war, till the tied had turned our way.

On a lighter scale Who remembers Guy Fawkes and bonfire night.