Summary
The Second World War may have seen an end to traditional Christmas festivities, with the menfolk away and rations in place, but families still found ways to make it a special time, as Women's Editor LINDSAY JENNINGS reports
THE tantalising aroma of the gently cooked pasty wafted across the kitchen, causing its occupants to go weak at the knees with anticipation. It was Christmas 1944 and it had been a long time since Wendy Peters and her family had tasted anything but dried egg and powdered milk. Somehow, Wendy's mother and aunt had managed to get their hands on some dried fruit and make a mint and currant pasty, a delicacy in their native Yorkshire and a sorely missed treat.See the full content of this document
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"Oh the aroma, " recalls Wendy. "The pasty was left on the kitchen table to cool; later, when my mother and aunt went back into the kitchen, they discovered my aunt's rather large cat perched on top of it, enjoying the warmth.
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