16th Picture

I’ve no idea what is being grown in this field in Branton, but it’s just to signify farming in general.

Both Shaz and I come from a long line of farmers. As far back as anyone can remember all our families have ever done is farming. It’s only because cause my father moved to the UK that we ever stopped farming.  

I remember when I was little, I’d been sent to stay with my uncle and aunty in India for a few years. And I’d spend most of my time with them on their farm. It was some of the happiest carefree days of my life. The only thing we had to be scared off was the poisonous snakes that used to lurk in the tall grasses. I had a close shave once when as I was about 6 or 7, I was crossing a small stream and I jumped from one side to the other at about the same time unbeknown to be me I had disturbed a resting snake which took a lunge at me, but luckily missed.

Farming in those days was very simple, we had a plough and a Bull and my aunty would follow and scatter the seeds by hand. What we grew we harvested and kept some seeds for the following year, some for food and sold the rest. It’s wouldn’t have made you a millionaire but it was enough to survive.

My father purchased some land with a view to going back someday to stay, alas he wasn’t able to fulfil his dream, we still have that land and it’s being taken care of by my cousins, unfortunately I haven’t had the time to go back to India in a long while, but soon I hope to go back and enjoy time again on our family farm.

I’ve never really thought about doing farming here as a career but as its in my blood you can never rule these things out, so if you’re thinking of selling off some of your land then let me know and you never know I could surprise a few people with my skills as a farmer.

Ammo