You would think such a person would have enough to do, but she also contributed some fine prose to the collection of the WI in Paul Jenning’s book The Living Village, this is from Grampound, Cornwall, which seems to have been incredibly prolific and of high quality:
“March 3. The great east blizzard. Wales covered. Awoke for night duty at 5pm to find carpet of snow and howling blizzard. No taxi, so had to walk to work i Sherborne. It took nearly 2 hours against blinding, drifting snow. ow I missed the hedges, where they had been replaced by wire fencing! A car which got up the hill by Red Lane farm after 3 tries must have been one of the last to get though. As I couldn’t carry a heavy spade I took a wooden spoon and a cookery strainer i case I had to dig myself out, but managed not to fall into snowdrifts.