I've just been looking through a box of old photos, and came across these two, taken in the early 1920s probably with a Box Brownie. Scanning them as colour photos gave them an interesting tint.
Seed drill. My father is leading the horses.
Shocking oats. In some parts of the country the pile of sheaves, leaning against each other to dry, was called a stook. In Cambridgeshire it was called a shock.
On the left is my father; in the middle is the farmer, Perce Fleet who adopted my father; and on the right is my grandmother's brother Elijah Wells.
Regards,
Stuart
Seed drill. My father is leading the horses.
Shocking oats. In some parts of the country the pile of sheaves, leaning against each other to dry, was called a stook. In Cambridgeshire it was called a shock.
On the left is my father; in the middle is the farmer, Perce Fleet who adopted my father; and on the right is my grandmother's brother Elijah Wells.
Regards,
Stuart