Thank you to the hubbers who responded.My g'parents lived in the first third of the twentieth century in Budapest.
I have written about my grandfather, Frederick, who survived a first WW Siberian POW experience. I will publish it here soon.
My story of my grandmother, Piroska, is important because she saw so much social change: just one example, as a married woman, they employed a kitchen maid and a nanny (both young Austrian farm girls), and after the Russians came through in 1944, rerturned to their looted house from Bavaria. Then followed the early extremist Communist dictatorships and poverty of the fifties.
When I first visited her there in 1973, she had a stash of perfectly folded plastic bags (in case there is a time of need again). A fresh chicken was used for three meals: I learned thrift leftover meals from her!! Work was always done cheerfully and with love.
Watch this column for some true stories on the wonderful, loving, musically gifted Piroska. I can submit the story of Frederick straight away, if there is an audience.