The Standard Fordson
This was drawn by the Standard Fordson
I remember as a kid of six or seven how we loved to have a ride on the empty
trailers back to the field to be loaded. On this occasion I had just missed my
chance for a ride and I was on my own, when I though I would run and catch up
and climb onto the back end of the wagon.
When I caught up with the outfit, I thought I could put my foot in the swinging
rope and claw myself up the backend of the gormers and onto the trailer. But it
did not turn out like that at all, having slipped with my grip I fell backwards
to the ground, it was only a few inches off the ground, but fell. Trouble was
one foot was still in a loop of rope and it started dragging me across the
fields, ---read on.