To this day I do not know how British housewives managed to keep us all going in WWII. I'm pretty sure it couldn't be repeated - too many traditional skills (and just plain yucky jobs) have been forgotten. Our kitchen at home sometimes ponged a bit, when Mum was preparing a chicken that had yesterday been clucking in the garden... I was fascinated by the as yet un-laid eggs that she carefully preserved, although I never liked to ask her what they were for!
We laughed as we hung around the stove where a lump of horse-meat for the dog was cooking - and we salivated!
Two failures only (not her fault) - whalemeat, and canned snoek that the government got a good deal on, but in the end mostly had to go into animal feed.
Your next holiday must be to where the first holiday you remember , where are you going?g
Ann Droid, anyone watched this? BBC 1


could not get out of the habits learned during the war years and rationing. 


oh myyyyyyyyy I ate the juice from sheeps brains, have never touched broth since.......