IN THE context of the six million years since we diverged from (most of) our Neanderthal cousins, the immediate post-war years are only really a moment or two ago. Yet how remote they must now seem to those born in the mid-1930s who were obliged, in adolescence, to contend with the privations of the 1940s (even bread, never rationed during the war, went "on the ration" in 1947). Consider, in particular, the conditions in the East End, much of it...
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