The girls rushed back to the camp where there had to try and shower with the make shift bucket suspended above them and more often than not the water was freezing.
Not only that; there was the prying eyes of the A.R.P men who took it upon themselves to spy on them whilst they were showering through binoculars.
Each girl took it in turns to hold a towel so that they could cover themselves.
Miriam put on a little make up then a dress that she had made from flour sacks; it was red checked but looked alright once it had been run up on the sewing machine; luckily Miriam had a couple of blouses that her aunt Phyllis had given her she again used the sewing machine to alter the blouses to make them more fashionable.
Mrs Hudspeth who was in charge of the young girls, asked where they were going.
“We are going to the Dun Cow; we have a date.”
“Well make sure you’re back in this camp no later than 11.30 pm there’s a war on if you didn’t already know.”
Janice waited until Mrs Hudspeth had gone before calling her a fat cow;” Just because her husband is away fighting overseas.’
“I bet he’s glad to be away; I wouldn’t like to wake up to that every morning would you?’
Miriam laughed at the woman who resembled Hattie Jacques the actress in size but was far uglier in features. She had a wart on the end of her nose which made her look as if she had another one growing. She was given the nickname “Pig snout Florrie”
because her name was Florence.
“Come on Miriam let’s get the hell out of here I don’t want to waist a minute of my time off. I bet “Pig Snout” makes us pay tomorrow for going out and enjoying ourselves.”
The two girls walked down the country lane to the end of the field then passed Jackson’s farm on Barnstaple Road,
They passed a small corner shop that sold cigarettes and Janice went in and bought herself ten lucky strikes.
She lit one up knowing Miriam didn’t smoke and puffed on it as they walked along.
Two older women tutted as they passed them as women smoking in the street was considered very unladylike in certain areas.
Janice didn’t give a toss she just blew smoke in their faces as they passed them as an act of defiance.