Crumbs, I can't remember Ipswich being that exciting and edgy in the 1970s.....


I was living in a wilder part of the county, with fewer creature comforts than the town dwellers.
Regular power cuts in the Autumn, snowed-in during the Winter, plus the impact of strikes in various services.
Also having USAF families for neighbours was a constant reminder we might only be days away from bright flashes in the sky followed by an urgent need to stay at home and survive on what we had in the house.
I imagine in the future people will be talking about 2020 in the same way people of a certain age talk about the Cuban Missile Crisis - except this time it will be about what actually happened, not about what might have happened.
On the plus side I got to learn all about preserving and bottling fruit, what can and can't be frozen, keeping cupboards full, growing your own food, the importance of being neighbourly, and most importantly... to look for solutions to problems rather than complaining that someone else hasn't fixed it for you.
That last skill has come in handy doing family history research.
