Oh I don't know, I grew up in a farming community, and all my friends were sons of farmers. My first school, nursery, was in a big greenhouse in the yard of a working dairy farm. Most of those friends later went into farming and many have inherited the farms I grew up on and around. Before my teens I'd helped milk cows, 'pull' oats (out of wheat fields), dip sheep, groom horses, muck out the milking parlour, ride combine harvesters and tractors in the fields, collect eggs from the hen-house and was going out with my dad to shoot game to put the weekend dinner on the table. I worked a vendange (the grape-wine harvest season) over in southern France too, from picking then > pressing them > fermentation tanks > enjoying last years product each night for free Oh and I went on to study agricultural veterinary. So I'd change your quoted text to 'some of you know little of their lives' But that's ok, we don't tend to 'know' the lives of our family doctors or the ships crew that brought that cargo of bananas from Ecuador of which we've just bought a bunch in NTUC, and I don't suppose they'd wish you did either.earthfriendly wrote:As outsiders, we know little of their lives. The farmers who put food on our table.....
I don't believe you just did thatsundaymorningstaple wrote:Yeah, and it was udderly hard work in my case.
you can do that in Singapore suprisingly enough.... air rifles, shotguns, hand guns and even rifles.earthfriendly wrote:It is interesting that you mentioned gun. Lately, I have been thinking about learning to shoot.
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