The year is 1945 VE day May the 8th and the street is lined with tables everyone is outside to celebrate the end of the war in Europe. There is bunting strung across the road and a party atmosphere everywhere.
I'm not sure what is going on but it looks good and all my friends in the street are out and running around, we play and enjoy the excitement.
A loud speaker has been set up and races are announced. What fun. A section of the road is cleared of people so we can run the races.
The tables are spread with jam and paste sandwiches , jellies and blancmanges. We children are invited to sit down and eat. Over the loud speaker a voice calls out we have Ice cream for the children. I've never tasted that and don't want to I tell mummy I don't like it and my baby brother who is not old enough to be part of the celebrations gets my share he loves it, I miss out. 'We have an orange for each child' came the voice over the speakers. "I don't like them" I cry to mummy so guess who gets the orange I should have. Yes my baby brother. I really wasn't an adventurous child when it came to food.
I don't have a photo of our street for the celebrations but I do have one of my husband's
As I had this photo to hand and the challenge this week on UKS was to do a layout from history what better opportunity could there be. So without further ado here is my digital page
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