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- Dot Hewitt
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- 14 October 2004
I grew up in Chester, I remember the 'Yanks' coming over there where coloured soliders and we had never seen a coloured person before. There were really kind and gave us candy bars which our parents immediatley took off us because of where they had come from - Oh how things have changed.
I left school during the war at 14yrs old, I went to work as a cashier at Henry Dodds the butchers in Watergate Sttheir telephone number was Chester 1019. Although I went in as a cashier, I spent all my time making sausages. All purchases had to be bought via ration books all except sausages, kidney and liver. On days when we had these for sale we had a big queue.
The only contact I had with the Yanks was with the cooks they would come into the shop during the day ask what meat was available and ask to meet with us in the evening to get some hot supplies, we use to meet them by the post box on the Cross in town we'd take the candy bars and then make the excuse that we'd have to go home to collect the meat of course we never returned.
Other shops in Watergate Street included, a sweet shop and a tripe shop. There was always a queue at the sweet shop although they were on rations, tripe however was not rationed and proved really popular.
This is my story hope you enjoyed it.
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