My late highly esteemed grandmother drove a canteen van across Scotland overnight so that the people caught up in the Clydebank blitz could have some much needed refreshment. It was a long dark and dangerous twisty road in those days. We were very proud of her. She was a keen member of 'The Rural' as she always called it. They got a canning machine and tinned everything they could think of. The habit of make do and mend never left her and thrift was her watchword. I wish I'd listened more when she was alive.
Grandson of New Limerick (Son of New Limerick contd.)


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