Keith was a tailgunner on a Lancaster Bomber towards the end of World War Two. He went to England in April 1944, and for a year he smoked a lot, got in some fights, met some interesting men and women, and waited. This blog is based on the letters he wrote to his mother in 1944-45.
Thursday 22 November 2012
Potatoes, greens, more potatoes and greens...
Letter from Keith to his mom, June 19, 1944.
'You asked about the food we get, its terrible at this station I never saw potatoes done in so many different ways & greens that boiled …[?]... every meal every day we get greens. '
This newsreel makes the food look sort of okay. At least the potatoes tasted like potatoes.
http://www.britishpathe.com/video/eats-for-lonely-men/query/army+food
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