A feature of my childhood was my Mom and her A4 black cashbook.
Growing up in the 1950s and 1960s as one of 7 siblings and a Dad who struggled to hold down a job, money was extremely scarce. Yet we always had food on the table and a roof of our heads. We all completed high school and obtained tertiary qualifications.
Having lived through World War 2, Mom had learned to make do.
Nothing was wasted.
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- Written by: Pat Pughe-Parry
- Category: Personal