I came across this treasure in another little recipe book, this time it is Atora beef suet’s little offering for 1933!
While we are recounting the joys of Christmas, we must not forget those that come from the possession of a wireless set. How our forefathers would gasp with amazement could they visit us for an evening in our homes, and note the magic wrought by the touch of a finger. The house is flooded with melody – an orchestra playing in Vienna! A beautiful voice rings through the room – a prima donna is singing in Madrid! The Prime Minister talks gravely to us as we sit and warm our toes! A London band sends us gaily dancing round the room! How beautifully they speak to us, sing to us, play to us, and what good fun they are – those aunts who are never cross, those uncles who are never grumpy!
To dwellers in the city, to villagers in the dale, most of all perhaps to the cottagers on the distant fell, the “radio” is a blessing and a joy.