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When I was at Foxhall in the land army I鈥檇 have to collect a horse from the meadow every morning so it could do its days work. We filled a cart and was walking up Waddling Duck Hill when the horse slipped on the ice and we couldn鈥檛 get it to stand up. Behind us there were army vehicles in a convoy and the lane was so narrow they couldn鈥檛 get past. In the end we had to go back to the farm to get someone to get the horse up. Harvest time was always wonderful. You鈥檇 start early in the morning and work til late. We鈥檇 cut the corn, do the thrashing. The farmer would bring out harvest teas out. It was lovely in the summer but freezing cold in the winter

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