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- J R Evans
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- 29 July 2004
This story has been added to the People's War website by Pam Riding of Kirklees Libraries on behalf of Mr Evans and has been submitted to the site with his permission. The author fully understands the site's terms and conditions.
Memories of Wales
Being in rural Wales, many of the awful things about the war didn’t really affect us. The nearest bomb that I can remember was many miles away from where we lived. I do remember that my grandfather was very fond of rice and of course, rice was rationed in those days. He really did miss his rice puddings and I remember that one day, one of the travelling shops which came to west Wales made a visit to our home. I can remember the van coming round and the man saying to my grandfather,” I have a surprise for you” and he gave him 4oz of rice.
We used to have rabbit stew about five times a week and rice pudding which would be ladled out of a two gallon pot.During the time I was at Denbigh Sanatorium. My father worked on the railway and he would cross over to Ireland. He would go on a Monday and bring parcels of food back on the Thursday- maybe 1/2lb of butter and tins of peaches or pears. Living in the country we were not so dependent on other people. There was no shortage of milk or butter and we grew all our own vegetables, except Swedes.
I was fifteen at the outbreak of war. I joined the RAF at Cardington but it was found that I had TB so I spent many months in hospitals and sanatoriums and did not see any active service.
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