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At the end of the war some young children didn’t know what a banana was because they’d never seen one during the war. When sweets appeared in town, children rushed up to cue for some.

I felt very honoured at school one day when the headmistress asked me to write on the corridor blackboard that it was D-day and the allies had landed in France.

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