Exactly, we fence much better when we are fed, a lifetime of pack lunches makes up appreciate something hot or different on the winter days
maybe they were poor?Tight arses
Poor people share more readily
That's a lovely story. A bit sad, but you never know what's ahead of us.I was a kid when mum used to take meals out to a gang of lads from the village carrying small bales. From what I remember it was sandwiches and salad type stuff, tea and cake. Sometimes they would come in the house. Shearers uses to get a meal or two in the house. We still have the old benches out of a church vestry they used to sit at and I have a child's memory of sitting at one end next to dad thinking I was a grown up having been 'helping'.
By rhe time I was old enough to help properly aboit 13 or so harvest help was all a memory a contractor would bale big squares and be done and gone often without you even seeing them. Shearers would get fed though and usually done of a Saturday so I could help fill the pens but by the time i was 18 I did them myself so no more contractors doing that either.
Do my own round baling now as well so no contractors for that even. Only wrapping but that doesn't take long.
If I do stop now it's a quick sandwich or leftovers in the microwave and off oit again.
I do get fed when I go and help others but never had it here.
Always feel like I've missed out because I've heard some great stories from some that came here carrying bales or shearing and from dad. My grandfather ran a threshing machine and had some good stories about meal times as well one place had awful food and a big kitchen table with drawers in it so the food all got hidden in the drawers. Another place a really old fashioned old couple in the middle of nowhere had a cow calve that morning so as a 'special treat' had made rice pudding with the colostrum and when it came out it was brown from the blood in the colostrum
One about a year my grandfather thought it was a good idea to buy a barrel of cider for carrying small bales and someone from the village sleeping on top of the stack in the shed after having too much of it.
But none of that for me the benches are gathering dust and I keep my coat on one end. Sometimes sit on it to put my waterproofs over my wellies. Don't ever see them having harvest meals on them again.
That's totally true!
It's the belly that keeps the back up
Not sure about the pie, but I lived on XXXX when I was a student in Edinburgh. Probably wasn't as good as I remember, but I'm still quite happy with a pint of Tennents so I'm sure is still enjoy it lol.
Same here, we probably could but would get itchy feet after about 3 minutes, not only are we in different times but it's a different job nowadays, I wouldn't fancy trying to drive our old cabless Ransomes up the field whilst eating my tea.
But IF I do have a milky drink through the day I normally need a sh!t about 1/2 hour later . . . ) TMI!!!!!have a good sh!t every morning, regular as clockwork, no need for the rest of the day ( unless I drink milk, I must be developing lactose intolerance or something as I get older
as for having a pee, well you gotta get out & walk around the machine & check out the job every few hours
Ditto for me.have a good sh!t every morning, regular as clockwork, no need for the rest of the day ( unless I drink milk, I must be developing lactose intolerance or something as I get older
as for having a pee, well you gotta get out & walk around the machine & check out the job every few hours
One of my jobs in oz was dpraying gramoxone (paraquat) on channel banks at koramba cotton farm with a cabless john deere. They called it sprayseed.
