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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...
The main cash crop apart from sugar beet, was wheat this was sown usually after a break crop of grass as in the Norfolk four coarse rotation of Roots Barley Seeds Wheat , Wheat stooked in the field and left for 2 church bells ( ten to fourteen days) before...
Old nuts and bolts of any size, they build up in the shed, But finding one the right size, too thick too short the thread, Over the years you pick up most skills needed to run the maintenance of your farm, the obvious one is laying concrete, and brick...
Puffs and plumes of blue smoke, as tired old tractors start, Backings off the trailers steady, every one take part, Going back to the clubs ploughing match in early April 2009 here is a second report on the match. We had a nice sunny day and ideal ploughing...
Old tractors large, old tractors small, Some go well, some they stall, Most are older, than their owners, Some run sweetly, some are groaners. This last weekend we went on a vintage tractor road run with the Staffs Vintage Club. It started out at 9.30...
As a second tractor father went quite modern and bought the latest Fordson, a Fordson Major, basically it was a "long legged" version if the Standard Fordson, only these had three point linkage and side brakes and taller rear wheels. Along with...
Soon after this picture was taken he bought his first tractor. At an unfortunate moment one horse did little more than stamp his foot, the blade did a quick couple of zithers and father lost two of his fingers. These are tales father used to tell us round...
I remember during the war, and after for a while, Everyone had ration books, cues could stretched a mile, In the village it was not too bad, as contraband it moved, Under the policeman's nose, the law they disapproved. Fire was always a major hazard...
The tractor getting worn and old, its steering getting stiff, On every blooming corner, became a bigger loop and if Only it would straiten up, and not run corn down, Father on the binder would be warring his worst frown. One foot was still in a loop of...