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As father was the gamekeeper we lived in the keeper's cottage on Sherbourne hill. We had plenty of meat to eat. We lived on rabbits, pigeons and chickens. No one would ever kill an egg laying chicken so I now suspect many of our "chicken" meals were really pheasant! We probably ate more pheasants than the estate owner.

American servicemen and women used to bicycle to Stratford to visit Shakespeare's house. They would stop at our house for a drink of water out of the well. We were given chewing gum as a thank you.

Father's petrol ration did not allow us into Warwick town- but we sneaked to my grandparents with a rabbit via the country lanes and Budbrooke.

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