Why milkmaids - and dairy farmers - have soft hands |
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THE late TOM
GRIMWOOD was one of family of 11 children who moved to Wethersfield
from farming in Suffolk. When Wethersfield manor estate was split up the
Grimwoods, parents Chris and Eliza with sons Tom and John, bought Parsonage
farm which they were then renting. |
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| little cart and Charlie
Bragg went round the village with a 10 gallon drum and a ‘dip
out’ and people would put a pint in
a mug. They had done that for years. When
the TT came on they wouldn’t allow that then. They stopped all delivering
round the village then and the Co-op came round and collected the churns
every morning. It used to go to Witham. It had got to be at the top of the drive by quarter past eight every morning bar holiday times then it had to be there at quarter past seven. We had to get up an hour earlier Christmas Morning and holiday mornings. I had about a dozen cows, milked in two lots. I milked them by hand for years the latter part of the time I had a milking machine it used to take about three-quarters of a hour. You had to put cake in the mangers and put them in and tie them up. Milking kept your hands soft. |
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| TOM GRIMWOOD’s
sister Muriel, had moved back to Parsonage farm while her husband, Jack
Bloomfield, was in the Royal Army Service Corps in the second World War.
Their son, Edward Bloomfield
was born at the farm in May 1942. He has written down his memories of life
there and recalls the pedigree Suffolk horses that worked the land: My grandfather Christopher Grimwood’s love and knowledge of this oldest breed of heavy horse in Britain accounted for their presence at The Parsonage ; we had a mare named Pride and a gelding, Dobbin, amongst others – horses with lovely temperaments that would work the whole day long when required. Granddad preferred the red-brown Suffolks to Shire horses because their hairless legs and feet could cope with the heavy soils of East Anglia. |
Suffolk horses that worked the fields at Parsonage Farm |
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