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On hearing the back door open, it was never locked, Foot steps in the kitchen, bedroom door we chocked, Then we heard mothers Coo-eee, relieved to hear her call, Have you missed me duckies, we bloomin have an all. (Our farm house was out on its own and...
I remember when we were kids, kitchen floor it sloped, Sat down at meal times, mother to top end coped. The old kitchen floors were always laid to enable them to be washed down with a bucket of water, the water then run through a hole in the wall and...
Just browsing through an old diary looking at what I was doing this day fifty years ago 31 May 1961. We had just finished silage carting having done a 118 loads of grass off 15 acres, the trailers, two of them, being three ton hydraulic tippers that were...
I don't know how mother came to have such a strong grip, but if she caught a hold of you for some reason, there was no hope of getting away, perhaps it was the hand milking in her younger days that gave her that grip, I remember some old cows were...
On the up side it meant that three men could plant more potatoes than six people with different size feet. Potatoes', Going on from what Matthew Naylor wrote about potatoes, in one of his blogs, the earliest I remember at home was of the ground being...
Mother bought her day old chickens from a hatchery, ready sexed so she knew that they would be all pullets, though just the occasional a few would turn out cockerels. In her order for two hundred they seemed to send half a dozen extra, so it could be...
The longest swath or the longest furrow is always the one round the outside of the field. I seem to walk and work about the farm these days in a reflective daze, half looking back, and half looking forward, with every thing starting to overtake my way...
Packaging's the thing right now, it's wrapped and wrapped again, Keep the food clean and fresh, or that is what they claim. We've nearly all been into the supermarket, and tried to study where it had been produced; more often than not it's...
I would like to bet there are not many women these days that make pastry every week like our mother did, and in the volume now only seen in a super market bakery, (I am exaggerating a bit). But with seven of us in the farm house to cater for at that time...
Miles per gallon's going up, so is car's per mile, Speed is what's on most people's mind, then end up in a pile. In my Fathers years of farming, there was the great depression of the nineteen thirties followed by world war II, which concentrated...
Educations what you want, or that is what I'm told, Get on in life and see the world, seek your pot of gold. Food Miles is such a wide area to cover in a few pages, and is skimmed over to give an overall view of the trends of where were going. This...