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My father kept rabbits, as did many like him. There were a number of air bases near us, and they used to take all their rubbish by lorry to a large pit at Kettleburgh. We noticed that they often had lots of packing cases and my Dad mentioned that he would like some for the rabbits.

So my brother and I went and stood in the middle of the road to ask for some cases. They used to leave us some by the side of the road for about a month afterwards. In the end I suppose they got fed up with us!

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