Memories, Old Photos and a Re-Jig

 

My posts on this blog seem to be bring out so many memories for so many people, myself included.  

I am just hoping that the majority of them are good, and that the bad ones at least make us realise just how far we have come in the past few years.  

Today I am just sharing a photo of the kitchen from The 1940s House. 

 I recently re-watched this and although I have the book I have never read right through it.  Perhaps I should as I do like to pore over photos like these, picking out the details remembering the versions of things that we had in our tiny little pantry-sized kitchen in my Nana's house growing up.

 I do have the large saucepan that is on the cooker and lots of other enamelware, which I absolutely love.  If I had more space in my tiny home I would love to get an original kitchen cabinet, my Nana had a beautiful cream coloured 1940's version, and then in the late sixties my Mum got one with a Formica worktop instead of the enamel as they used to be.

Now I need to go and weigh out next weeks rations.  

This will be the final week that I will be having these sort of rations before I have a re-jig the following week.  I have very luckily found a way to simplify things, well I think it will be simpler!!

It can't possibly get any more complicated ... can it?

Sue xx

Blitz Spirit. Why?

 

I'm currently half way through watching Lucy Worsley's latest programme Blitz Spirit. 

To be honest I'm finding it heart-breaking to watch, hearing it through the words of the people who lived it, and to find out that our own Government kept so much from the general news as it was happening during the war years.  I understand the need for some things to be delayed ... reports, information etc ... for all sorts of national security and morale issues, but it must have been horrendous for the people going through the absolute terror of the worst days of the blitz for it to be hushed up for so long and not reported on.  As though they were going through it alone.

As for photographs of bombed buildings being censored to show only part of the destruction and having to include an untouched building and 'happy people' ... words fail me.

It seems the more you learn the harder it is to accept that humans do this sort of things to each other so very regularly.  There has never been a time on this planet without a war raging somewhere.

Why?

Sue xx