morning all 
there's a new series on the telly here on the history of the corner shop. A family dress up and play the parts required by handbooks of the eras and historical advisors, residents on the street are the customers, and it's been quite entertaining and informative. They started in the 1890's, when corner shops did here apparently, and each programme does a few decades. So we've gone from milk in churns and customers bringing their own jugs etc., to last night's show which included the 1930s and 40s, including WWII of course, and rationing. One of the customers is an old man who lived through the blitz in Sheffield, where this is set.
I imagine it was a very different experience in the US (did you even have rationing?), but it was quite timely here given the news about panic buying of loo rolls etc in Hong Kong, Australia and elsewhere. Customers looked in astonishment at the rations allowed ("we have to share one egg?!") and some of the substitutions were fun (custard powder ice-cream was apparently delicious, while carrot lollies were not
). The only loo roll then was Izal, a disinfectant impregnated hard paper that I remember in my grandparents' house. I think I'd rather use leaves!

there's a new series on the telly here on the history of the corner shop. A family dress up and play the parts required by handbooks of the eras and historical advisors, residents on the street are the customers, and it's been quite entertaining and informative. They started in the 1890's, when corner shops did here apparently, and each programme does a few decades. So we've gone from milk in churns and customers bringing their own jugs etc., to last night's show which included the 1930s and 40s, including WWII of course, and rationing. One of the customers is an old man who lived through the blitz in Sheffield, where this is set.
I imagine it was a very different experience in the US (did you even have rationing?), but it was quite timely here given the news about panic buying of loo rolls etc in Hong Kong, Australia and elsewhere. Customers looked in astonishment at the rations allowed ("we have to share one egg?!") and some of the substitutions were fun (custard powder ice-cream was apparently delicious, while carrot lollies were not
