Here I am about to enter a genuine 1940s caravan. It was cute as a button! Tiny sink and kitchen cupboards, a wooden "wireless" radio, rag rugs on the floor, and of course, some deck chairs and geraniums outside.
It's wonderful to enjoy the fashions of the 40s and the music without the inconvenience of rationing, not to mention the worry about bombs, or being invaded. How luck we are to live in these times! They had samples of the rations on display and I could easily eat a week's supply in one meal, or two if I was dieting. It's a good thing I'm only play-acting, or I'd be a lot thinner than I am now.