Most of those things are very familiar to me Harrowwoman. Though we did at least have electricity
I was a war baby, and my earliest memory (must have been about 2 years old) was lying in a Morrison shelter (a kind of large wire cage) in our front room when a German bomber blew up a house next to the railway station nearby.
No supermarkets growing up in the '50s. You bought from the man behind the counter in the grocery shop (skinflint Mr. Hardwick in our case
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I have to say we were well nourished though in the days of food rationing - good plain food, no processed stuff, no additives!
Llew