Mrs I M Macarthur from Cawdor remembers a novel way of getting permission to travel

There was also petrol rationing and you could be stopped any time and you were asked, 'Is your journey really necessary?' So, we had an auntie who lived at Cowie Muir, which is along at C-, Spey Bay, and we used to go to see them about once in three months. And a calf was put in a bag and put in the back o' the car and if we were stopped, 'Is your journey really necessary?' 'Yes, we're taking this calf.' And the calf went and it came back and by the time we got back to Kilravock, the smell was something terrible. But that was it, you couldn't, there was no cars, practically no cars on the road, because you only got so many gallons o' petrol per month and when it was done, it was done. So, no running children to school in those days or anything. We all had to walk, two and a half miles there and back.