A couple of things of note
Posted: Tuesday, 07 October 2008 |
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my dad would pay me to pull out the long pieces of grass that the mower missed ... I can;t remember how much because it was in old money ...! being a suburban teenager, I expect there were less opportunities for earning money, as there weren't any peats to bring in or tatties to pick ...!
soaplady from a trip into the past ...
I picked tatties when I was about 5 I think, and got paid a couple pounds for a days hard labour! And for 10 years or so I was forced to spread, raise, bag, stack and cart peats every summer. I HATED that at the time, but have fond memories of the picnic lunches up the hill. And of course peat reek is a nice smell to have comin oot the lum!
Ruthodanort from Unst
Living in the southern hemisphere puts a slightly different complexion to harvest. I remember not only harvesting taties, but growing them when our children were small. I would cook and bake a cake to take 'down to the farm', and after an early breakfast we would set off. Baby in pram ... older kiddies wandering around and generally enjoying being out of the town. We went down regularly ... to mound up, then to harvest. Dirt under the nails? That just proves we had worked ... and to be able to eat our own crop all winter was the ultimate. We also went blackberry picking ... as a child I think I may have eaten more than I picked, but as I aged, and determined I was going to make not only blackberry and apple jam, but also a blackberry and applie pie for dinner, the amount consumed whilst picking deteriorated. The sun always seemed to shine then!
Plaid from Upside down land
Hello IBers. A colleague is writing a piece on tattie picking, taking the peats home etc and I mentioned this blog. Would you mind sharing your tales (as in the comments above) in her feature? She would, of course, credit you.
Carol from IBHQ
Oh where, oh where has my little blog gone? Oh where, oh where can it be? With its tales of woe and its pretty pics so Oh where, oh where can it be? Please find my little lost Blog
Barebraes from Shapinsay
For feck's sake, not another one!!!
Flying Cat from poor service indeed IB
Share away, colleague o Carol's, no prob.
Ruthodanort from Unst
Barebraes, we've having a few problems with the blogging engine lately. Your post has been published and is now live on the site.
Carol from IBHQ
Thankyou Thankyou Thankyou and again Thankyou
Barebraes from Shapinsay