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The Winter Lunch Club will run weekly on a Thursday from October 2013 - end March 2014 in the back room of Aynho Village Hall
Time: 12.15pm - 1.30pm
Dates: most Thursdays but please check village hall notice boards or village newsletter for monthly updates. Due to an Art Show in the Village Hall there will be NO Winter Lunch Club on 17 October 2013.
The Winter Lunch Club provides a warm, friendly place to meet for a simple home cooked lunch once a week on most Thursdays over the winter months (October-March) at very reasonable prices. All are welcome.
Lunch is served in the back room of the Village Hall between 12.15pm-1.30pm (the week before Christmas we usually move into the Main Hall for more space!) Choose from a simple menu of soup, baked potato with filling or an alternative hot dish of the day. Cake/hot pudding with custard or homemade biscuits with tea, coffee or cartons of fruit juice to drink. Children/grandchildren always welcome.
As in previous years, after expenses, I will share any profit between St Michael's Church, the Village Hall, the village tennis court and this year I would like to give a share to Myeloma UK (charity no: SC026116) to help them with their invaluable support/research to those diagnosed with myeloma.
My Mother and I got off of a bus in the village late one afternoon in early November in 1940. Having left burning London early that morning after our Anderson air raid shelter was made unusable with us in it by a too close for comfort bomb, being surrounded by bomb damage and sleeping under tables, all normal life was impossible. Schools were closed, and the relentless bombing continued which I remember being affected by. I was nine years old at the time. No doubt this prompted my Father to arrange for Mother and I to get away for a while. His brother happened to be a market trader and worked at Banbury market every Thursday, so he must have suggested that we should go to Aynho as he had customers in the Village. With no arrangements made for accommodation, my mother asked the other people getting off the bus if they knew where we could stay. One couple, Mr. And Mrs. Miller took us in for the night in their cottage up on the hill. The next day they had arranged for us to stay in the cottage opposite with Mr. And Mrs. Stayton. That next night not long after we had got into bed we heard the dreaded sound of German bombers. Mother said the bxxxxxds have followed us here. The vibration of the aircraft engines caused bits of plaster to fall on the beds. The following night they came over again and we had been told that they were bombing Coventry, so we went outside and being up on the hill we could see a red glow in the sky from the fires.