Hi Len, Thankyou for replying with your memories and non-memories, both war and prewar. Maybe the Whit processions were more a thing of the Midlands and North, and not much in evidence around the metropolis. Mention of School shelters in wartime immediately took me back to sitting for hours in the gloom of the re-inforced and closed-in playground shelter, which was deemed suitable as an air-raid shelter for Edgewick J. M &I School. We sat tightly crushed together, clutching our little tins or boxes. Each of us had to have "emergency rations", ie. biscuits, sweets and chewing gum, as daylight raids could last long after school hours, (and mealtimes!). I can imagine the scene if there had been a direct hit or even near miss. Bits of minced Muriel and her school friends scattered far and wide! Fortunately Fortune smiled upon us! May your renovations proceed apace, Len,---and thankyou for pausing to send such a wickedly delicious snippet of scandal, too! Lovely stuff! Regards, Muriel.