This is the OH, I was telling marigold a tale by email after she sent me the cartoon about farmers and landowners. Said I keep my local farmer tame with tea and bacon sandwiches. Then I told her the whole story and she said it should go on the forum under this header.
I got to know the local farmer Stephen when someone fly tipped a load of rubbish in the field entrance opposite us, in broad daylight, I saw them do it plus it was caught on our gate CCTV, much to the local councils delight.
The farmer was on holiday, so I got it cleared away for him. He came down to thank me, and as we were talking a Spitfire went over, and I professed a love for Lancaster's as my dad was a flight engineer on them, and so did he, as his Uncle Ray was a navigator on them and was shot down and was a POW and Steve had a book published "Dearest Ray" which has all the letters back and forth between him and the family during his time as a POW. He gave me a copy.
A while later I went on a VIP day with a run in the Lancaster "Just Jane" and who was also on a VIP day, Stephen, got talking again and my dad and his uncle were in the same squadron at Woodhall Spa, in all probability knew each other briefly.
So I guess we were destined to become friends.
Best of all he lets me have a go in the combine harvester, and I can go anywhere on his land
08 ) and I always crave fat and salt when I've had a migraine. Feeling very good this morning though. I might go for a walk. Thankfully, I can go for a walk, without meeting anyone. Unless the neighbouring farmers have decided to go for a walk too!
