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<blockquote data-quote="primmiemoo" data-source="post: 6175804" data-attributes="member: 83588"><p>Cresta* for us. The contractor unearthed some empty bottles when casting up the hedge in what must have been the last field ever where Dad made, baled and drayed hay in by himself (with we kids rolling the bales** into groups ready to pitch into apexes should the weather turn without warning), and Mum brought us out drinkings and a snack.</p><p>Contractor wasn't so much as an imagining of a twinkle then. He was fascinated that I'd done that sort of work as a child. He'd thought his father's age group was the last, his father being 10 years older than me.</p><p></p><p></p><p>*It's frothy, man! <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite6" alt=":cool:" title="Cool :cool:" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":cool:" /></p><p></p><p>** not big or strong enough to carry them by the cords.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="primmiemoo, post: 6175804, member: 83588"] Cresta* for us. The contractor unearthed some empty bottles when casting up the hedge in what must have been the last field ever where Dad made, baled and drayed hay in by himself (with we kids rolling the bales** into groups ready to pitch into apexes should the weather turn without warning), and Mum brought us out drinkings and a snack. Contractor wasn't so much as an imagining of a twinkle then. He was fascinated that I'd done that sort of work as a child. He'd thought his father's age group was the last, his father being 10 years older than me. *It's frothy, man! :cool: ** not big or strong enough to carry them by the cords. [/QUOTE]
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