Carting & cutting Kale 65 years ago with the cowman
This was tale about what happened to my brother and I when I was 9 years old and
my brother just over 6years . I was just old enough to work helping the then
cowman Philip to load kale for the cows, a job he did every afternoon ready for
the following days feeding.
Philip had a tremendous scramble
to get us out, I know I was first out and standing by on my own in a
daze, and after a short while my younger brother Robert emerged all muddy an
shaken.
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