My grandmother was assigned two evacuees from East London. They lived with my mother and her three brothers in an old farm house. The evacuees had never eaten a fresh egg and if examined today would be called malnourished. One of the effects of rationing in the UK was that the diet of the poorest in cities went up not down. My grandmother didn't have a farm, the land had been sold but she had enough for a lot of chickens and a few pigs. Poor as church mice but they ate well, eggs not eaten were traded with an anti aircraft crew stationed just outside the village.