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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