tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73731289653136794.post5495213934677731825..comments2023-06-21T07:16:00.519-07:00Comments on Joans Musings Archives: Memories of Picking Potatoes.Joanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09013735501807087891noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73731289653136794.post-52597774740833389342006-10-17T08:47:00.000-07:002006-10-17T08:47:00.000-07:00tattie howking................good grief they woul...tattie howking................good grief they would lock you up today for child abuse ;)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73731289653136794.post-5731978761846068762006-10-17T10:11:00.000-07:002006-10-17T10:11:00.000-07:00Joan can you imagine how the parents would react t...Joan can you imagine how the parents would react today if their children were given 3 weeks off school to dig up potatoes ~ lol ~ Loved your memories of those days ~ AllyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73731289653136794.post-16611575267109215442006-10-17T10:55:00.000-07:002006-10-17T10:55:00.000-07:00It would be called child abuse today. But it would...It would be called child abuse today. But it would do no harm to some of our youngsters to make them do an honest day's work every now and then.<br>http://journals.aol.co.uk/bobandkate/AnAnalysisofLife/Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73731289653136794.post-33557639144039413622006-10-17T11:11:00.000-07:002006-10-17T11:11:00.000-07:00Iremember it well we would end up crawling on our ...Iremember it well we would end up crawling on our hands and knees ,No wonder my back hurts now ,its remembering those days lol ,.,.,Jan xxAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73731289653136794.post-57489743642049331792006-10-17T13:08:00.000-07:002006-10-17T13:08:00.000-07:00are you sure Stuart's fixing the DVD recorder or r...are you sure Stuart's fixing the DVD recorder or resting...lol. hope you get it fixed up soon.<br><br>Astra!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73731289653136794.post-28642730240201389802006-10-17T13:54:00.000-07:002006-10-17T13:54:00.000-07:00Hubby went spud picking, about 20 years ago, as a ...Hubby went spud picking, about 20 years ago, as a favour for a farmer friend who couldn't get the staff! Needless to say, after a week of that, there was no nookey 'ere for a while! Keep laughing my friend.<br>Love Sylvia xxxAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73731289653136794.post-481570466192777712006-10-17T15:59:00.000-07:002006-10-17T15:59:00.000-07:00We used to go hop picking as kids to the hop farms...We used to go hop picking as kids to the hop farms in Kent. I was too young to pick hops but used to love collecting sheeps' wool off the fences! I hope the DVD recorder is set up now and Stuart is able to get up from the floor! Jeannette xx Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73731289653136794.post-4937500075898993132006-10-19T14:27:00.000-07:002006-10-19T14:27:00.000-07:00It's a shame they don't make kids of today...It's a shame they don't make kids of today do that kind of thing - might teach 'em a thing or two huh?? I bet you were really proud of those skates and quite right too <br><br>Jen xxAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73731289653136794.post-41268824430305273572006-10-21T11:11:00.000-07:002006-10-21T11:11:00.000-07:00Yes, and not only was the money poor, if it was r...Yes, and not only was the money poor, if it was raining the weather made the work that much harder.<br><br>By for now,<br><br>John.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com