Category Archives: Farm tales

Congratulations on your move

Mum and Dad were farmers but when the motorway went through, it carved a large slice off the farm, so they sold it and after a short course, became real estate agents. Whenever they sold a house, they would go … Continue reading

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It’s not heaven when . . .

When Grandpa passed away, we were sitting on the veranda after the service and Aunt Katie, the black sheep of the family, asked,” I wonder if Alf in is Heaven or Hell?” We all looked at her stunned and Dad … Continue reading

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Ol’Jess steak and mushrooms

Mum was a regular church goer and they had this thing going where a group of wives took turns to cook lavish dinners once a month. It came round to Mum’s turn and since we had just butchered one of … Continue reading

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The Hogmanay Taxi

Hamish McPherson, our neighbour, was a burly Scotsman who was very proud of his ancestry. Whilst you wouldn’t call him an alcoholic, he was known to over indulge occasionally. You’d know because he’d get out his bagpipes and toture all … Continue reading

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Long hair and walking

My older brother Shane, turned 16 and as soon as he could, he sat and passed his learners permit. It was agreed Mum would accompany him driving so he could get some experience until he was eligible to sit his … Continue reading

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Mum’s Christmas Present

My brother and sister and I had been making lemon honey and lemonade and ran a stall in the local park, for pocket money. Dad had helped us make a barrow, figuring it was a good parental move to foster … Continue reading

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Grandma’s Birthday

It was Grandma’s birthday in New Zealand and Mum figured since we were on the farm in Australia, she would call Grandma and we’d all sing Happy Birthday over the phone. Personally the idea appealled to me about as much … Continue reading

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My sister’s fish

As you came in the front door, there was a huge aquarium on a stand. It was the home of a large orange goldfish that my sister had been given as a birthday present about ten years ago, when she was … Continue reading

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Speed trap

Our oldest sister, Liz , was the smartest one in the family by far. If there was a way of making a dollar, even as kids, she would find it. I recall one of her “enterprises” when she was only … Continue reading

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Granny’s grey hair

Mum was always one to use cautionary tales, especially with my sister. I always thought it was a bit unfair because us boys copped a switchey stick but the girls got off with a tale or two. Especially my oldest … Continue reading

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