|captain_catgut (captain_catgut) wrote in dee_burris,|
Here's a rhyme my mum remembers from WWII:
We all liked Mrs. Parker, in the City,
Until we heard she wasted crusts --- a pity!
Until the war, ladies making sandwiches for lunch or tea trimmed the crusts off the bread, and in well-off families these were thrown away or fed to pets. (Poor families dried them to make bread pudding and the like, or simply ate the bread crust and all.) During the war, throwing away your crusts was considered inexcusable even if you were wealthy and lived in the expensive part of London (the City), and everyone was expected to save and use them.
It was really a different world, wartime, at least back then. Not so much now; we take wars in stride anymore. I'm not sure if that's a good thing or a bad.