My husband wore clogs when they could afford them, and when they could,nt he wore wellingtons to school in the summer,and he tells of going to school, in a dinner jacket , with shiny lapels that some one had given them, {not with the wellies i hope} , he was second youngest of a big family, and it was war years, also if any one died in the villiage, his mother was sent for to lay them out.and in that villiage was a very kind lady green grocer, who marked the ration books very faintly in pencil for them, so they could rub it out, and go again, i think she was in the salvation army and very kind, the good old days, mmm maybe, regards nora T
