Thanks David. Seeing those hessian sacks and small bales reminds me of the days as a schoolboy working on the back of a bagging combine powered by an Austin A40 998cc petrol/paraffin engine towed by a Fordson Super Dexta. Tying the bags with rough baler twine and dropping them off the back of the combine. Days of blistered and bleeding hands, sore backs and flagons of Woodpecker Cider.
Tired? Of course, but we were happy with the extra pocket money.
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