The Transition From Scrumping to Scrumpy ; After the Arctic Winter of 1947 the Summer Couldn't Have Been More Welcome. And Walking Familiar Urban and Suburban Lanes of the Old Home Town the Other Day I Found Myself Reliving Some of My Scrumping Raids 60 Years Ago, When I Was Ten.

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After the arctic winter of 1947 the summer couldn't have been more welcome. And walking familiar urban and suburban lanes of the old home town the other day I found myself reliving some of my scrumping raids 60 years ago, when I was ten.

Pocket money was scarce, food was still rationed, and there were shortages, strikes and deprivation. But it was still a magic summer.

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The Transition From Scrumping to Scrumpy ; After the Arctic Winter of 1947 the Summer Couldn't Have Been More Welcome. And Walking Familiar Urban and Suburban Lanes of the Old Home Town the Other Day I Found Myself Reliving Some of My Scrumping Raids 60 Years Ago, When I Was Ten.

Working class kids of any generation rarely went on Nature rambles like Enid Blyton's rather wet Famous Five. The young backstreet Devonian boy, like his counterpart in Yorkshire, Lancashire...

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