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Most unusual thing gives while working
- Thread starter Barleymow
- Start date
- Location
- Shropshire
Should asked the man keep it froze for him
He has other farms to bale at afterwards
- Location
- 200 miles N,NW of New York
A Sh@g, but said I had plenty at home
- Location
- Scottish Highlands
Ah! The innocence of youth! A hay box can be used to retain heat so the cooking process continues without a fire. The opposite will also work to keep the heat OUT. So he's baling hay? Shouldn't be any shortage of the raw materials, then...
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Making and using a Hay Box to cook in – Woodland Ways Blog – Bushcraft and Survival
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TheTallGuy
Member
- Location
- Cambridgeshire
I once sold some stuff on ebay & had to deliver the items myself, the mid 50s lady who bought the stuff didn't have the cash on her so asked if I could run her to the cash point followed by nipping in the local shop for a couple of bits. I wasn't busy & as it was a decent amount of money involved I was happy to oblige. On return to her place she insisted on me having a cup of tea, which turned into a cooked breakfast as I had been so helpful, then as I was leaving she pressed a packet of sandwiches, cake and crisps on me! I was never able to decide if there was more to it or not.
- Location
- sw scotland
As a youngster I combined on a lot of smaller farms. One gave the full fry-up at 12 o'clock no matter what the forecast.
An old frying pan was on the floor licked by a cat. The wife knocked the cat away and put the pan on the cooker.
Always had my own sandwiches after that.
An old frying pan was on the floor licked by a cat. The wife knocked the cat away and put the pan on the cooker.
Always had my own sandwiches after that.
deleted user 837354
Member
Should have gone back for supper?
deleted user 837354
Member
Back when I was young, enthusiastic and a lot more stupid, I rocked up on an old farm once, introduced myself and was promptly invited into the house for a chat with the farmer couple. Had to dodge a load of moribund cats and dogs, sat down in a chair and they asked if I wanted a cup of tea. Looked over to the kitchen area which was full of unwashed plates and dishes and of course covered in various kinds of fly, many of them copulating to further add insult to injury. Politely declined the tea as the state of the place gradually dawned on me and I felt my immune system beginning to succumb to it's environment.
Never went back. How I didn't contract something from that visit I'll never know.
TheTallGuy
Member
- Location
- Cambridgeshire
At the time it all seemed innocent, it wasn't until a day or two later that I started wondering about it after a colleague at work said something about having met a woman who "screwed his brains out & then made him a bacon sandwich". I was in my 20s at the time & hadn't even considered "older ladies" to be much of a thing, besides which I've never been much of a player... Nowadays I think back about the opportunities that passed me by that I totally missed or was too scared to grasp.....
Paddington
Member
- Location
- Soggy Shropshire
Livery yard where I used to help out was run by an elderly lady and her granddaughters, though in her 80's she could muck out as fast as anybody. Usually got a cup of tea there and one day there was a plate of freshly baked scones and we were told to help ourselves - delicious. Her granddaughter approved that gran was wearing one of the pairs of marigolds she had bought her as she tidied the kitchen and hoped she was wearing the other pair around the yard ? Gran replied that was wasteful, one pair would do for inside and out until they wore out. At this point the scones lost their appeal.
DeeGee
Member
- Location
- North East Wales
Didn’t you fancy him then?
- Location
- Scottish Highlands
Keeping a lot of dogs over the years, I've become friends with quite a few people who work in abattoirs. Having a chat with one of these one day he asked if I remembered the old boy who used to sweep up and make the tea. I did and thought it kind of him to give him a job.
"Well", the manager said, "I had to sack him".
The manager went on, "I walked into the kitchen and he was washing the dishes. I asked him..'Bert, isn't that the brush you clean the toilets with?'"
Bert, "Yes. But it's alright, I've washed it". There's no answer to that. Hygiene rules carefully observed. I have to wonder why he didn't raise an action for unfair dismissal?
"Well", the manager said, "I had to sack him".
The manager went on, "I walked into the kitchen and he was washing the dishes. I asked him..'Bert, isn't that the brush you clean the toilets with?'"
Bert, "Yes. But it's alright, I've washed it". There's no answer to that. Hygiene rules carefully observed. I have to wonder why he didn't raise an action for unfair dismissal?
Paddington
Member
- Location
- Soggy Shropshire
I worked in a factory where the apprentices took it in turns to come in early and get the tea brewing. One lad was not particularly bright and looked as though his future was limited, but produced a really good cup of tea one day. People came back for refills, the lad some talent after all. Turned out he had trouble with his motorbike the previous night and had come back in to wash his hands. There being no hot water he had used the tea urn, leaving a piece of cloth he had wiped his hands with inside, but forgot about it next day.
Av Gorritt
Member
- Location
- NE Ches / SE Lancs
I used to empty a few local septic tanks, and some of them were quite custardly obnoxious . . I always thought it was a bit overrated when they brought me a cup of tea and a cake or a sandwich when into the juiciest bits . Very nice of them for all that . Another one was when we had a milk round during the war . One particularly messy old lassie used to be baking , and the pastry assumed a very decided grey colour , a bit like pastry that kids play with . She used to wear a sacking pinny that would have stood up unaided , and probably cracked when she bent it . She was making mince pies near Christmas when I went in and insisted that I had a Christmas drink and a pie , all the time with a drip on the end of her nose . She proceded to wipe the cup out with her pinny and poured me a cup of tea . I couldn't offend the old lassie but I could no more drink or eat that lot than fly . I waited a bit whilst she was distracted with something else , and whipped the grey mince pie in my pocket , and poured the tea into the pint measure that we carried , to be tipped into the grid as I went . The horse got the mince pie , and lived to tell the tale . (And I'm still here nearly 80 years afterwards )
- Location
- Lincolnshire
We were sawing logs for a neighbour years ago with the circular saw. It was a hot day so the neighbour went in the house and emerged with a tray of glasses of orange squash. Halfway down the garden path coming towards us he decided he needed a slash and set the tray down on the path while he answered the call of nature. My brother reckoned the glasses were a bit fuller when he picked the tray up again!
Came home with sausages tonight from another farmer