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- Action Desk, ÃÛÑ¿´«Ã½ Radio Suffolk
- People in story:Ìý
- Mervyn King
- Location of story:Ìý
- Cove, Farnborough, Hampshire.
- Background to story:Ìý
- Civilian
- Article ID:Ìý
- A5093462
- Contributed on:Ìý
- 15 August 2005
Mervyn Lemon
In December 1945, I had my 3rd birthday and I was going to have a party. My father had been killed 3 months before I was born so I was brought up by my mother and grandmother. For a special treat my grandmother said we would have bananas and custard. Everyone enjoyed them very much and thought we must be very rich to afford them!
When I was 5 I was given a banana to eat, it tasted very different from the bananas and custard I had for my 3rd birthday party. I then discovered that what we had then was in fact thinly sliced boiled parsnips sprinkled with sugar!
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