Power cuts obviously just in London. Living near Oxford, aged 20, I simply wasn't aware of them. Too busy struggling to work and back each day on an icy cold 'double decker'! Looking back I was lucky as my mother made sure that I was as warm and comfortable as possible; others weren't so fortunate.
I don't see anything sugary about the lady dying of lung cancer. My Granny died of the same complaint in 1954 in what was her bedroom at our house. I was 11 at the time, but remember the scenario vividly. The doctor and nurse in what seemed like full time attendance, my mother looking white and strained, my two uncles in and out, Granny calling for, and only seeming to want, her son (my elder uncle). Hearing her coughing and gasping. CTM, depicted that dreadful day perfectly, and brought back memories and tears. Nothing sugary about that I can assure you.