For we are given the word emptying. I remember when I was a young girl, getting our milk from the milkman. We always had a couple of bottles, with the thicker, gold, on the top. I loved having that on my cornflakes because it tasted so nice. They sell them in proper bottles now, but because I am on a diet, I don’t really have them. Now they are in plastic bottles, and we buy our milk in bulk. I do think we are wasting plastic that way.

So much has changed, we only had full fat milk, and gold top. There was no semi-skimmed, or skimmed, or 1% fat. The milk went off, even in the fridge, which is why it was needed to be delivered daily. We never wasted any milk. I can’t remember Mum or Dad, doing a weekly shop. Whatever we had for lunch, we brought that day. Although we always had to budget, I never went hungry, even when my parents did.

I was lucky, still am lucky.

I have a roof over my head, I don’t go hungry, and I love my family.

Published by writerravenclaw

I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

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