I know I posted this years ago, but I can't find it so here goes again.

Way back in the late Forties Mum had three kids to raise on not much money and rationing as well.

Many an evening she made supper for the three of us from a can of tomato soup eked out with evaporated milk and served with bread - and often she wasn't hungry.

One evening we came home to a meat pie which we devoured quickly. It wasn't until after we'd finished that she confessed that it was whale meat that was not rationed. It's funny that she wasn't hungry taht night either.