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Sounds very interesting, hope they have some land girls on there, as there were a lot of lasses that didn't know one end of a cow from another when they enlisted.  A mention of some of the lumberjills would be good, too.

Already noted  David and even in the trailer found a fault, picture of them driving a nice new Fordson Tractor, in your dreams.
A shared tractor between several farms more like and the rest heavy horses, we had them into the fifties.
Looking forward to what else comes up.



Yes I seen this advertised also. It looked like it had potential to be very interesting so I've set the recorder as I'm bound to forget it's on until 5minutes from the end!!


Gary Hobson

There's a full page article about this program in this week's Radio Times.

I don't know if the incidents described in the article will actually be part of the program, so I won't spoil things by describing them.

The article does also point out that this was the point at which a lot of the British countryside, especially ancient meadows and wetlands, were irrevocably destroyed. And industrialised food production was introduced, on a scale from which there was no going back.


Yes, really looking forward to seeing this programme. I loved the Victorian Farm and Edwardian Farm, so interesting. The programme they had on several weeks ago was another good one, different families living in several houses in a street in Morecambe, the programme took them through Victorian, War time the 60's and the 70's, really good. I love this sort of programme.



I'm looking forward to this programme as my grandparents were farmers from the early 1900's until just after WW11. I was told lots of stories from when they had the farm.

My mother has told me how hard it was, she and her sisters and mother used to churn butter and take it to Nottingham market when she was a child, in a pony and trap. How times have changed!

Mum was a small child in Hastings when the war ended, I remember her telling me about sitting under the kitchen table and being scared to death about the noisy thing in the air, because the grown-ups and her older brothers and sisters were scared - she was talkling about the doodle bugs.  I also remember she hated harvest time, as the farmer would cut the corn in ever-decreasing circles, and her brothers and lots of other big boys would be standing around, waiting for the rabbits trapped in the corn to make a run for it.  She did eat the rabbit stew or rabbit pie her Mum served up though!

flowering rose

sounds interesting.Could teach us a thing or two .

flowering rose wrote (see)

sounds interesting.Could teach us a thing or two .

A lovely thought although I doubt it.
Some of us were there, think Methuselah, and saw that once the hard times started to diminish which was well into the fifties all thoughts of self sufficiency went out of the window with all the furniture, fire dogs, iron bedsteads and anything else considered old fashioned now they buy it all back as "Antiques"?
The times at the moment are hard and it has pulled people up short, I see gardens that grew only flowers suddenly producing greens to eat, even a few hens here and there, will it last?
Coming from a time when the garden and animals were the family larder, no Tospots S&M Dingleberries or Chops, (work it out I refuse to advertise) we topped up at the local market Wednesdays and Saturdays which were mainly stalls run by local Market Gardeners, nothing from Chile China or even Chelsea up in our town all local and in season, we have forgotten all that.
I will watch with interest as they mix and match examples from the folk tales and books of the time and if the last two series are anything to go by will get some of it very wrong. Not all areas were equal, not all farmers got the government Tractors and Harvesters or the Land girls, they did get masses of school kids tatty picking and local people helping with the Harvest. "Oh" and no we did not cut the corn in rings we cut it up one side along the top and down the other side, squares or oblongs or even with some fields geometric shapes and yes as the last bit was cut we were there with the shotguns, my Father was a dead shot with a Catapult and I had a .22 rifle, we ate rabbit every which way, it was extra food.
It would not be possible to go back, the local Market Gardens are housing estates, the few allotments over subscribed and the small general farmer long gone along with his heavy horses, orchards and mix of animals.
So endeth the lesson.


David, minuscule I expect and forgive, massive is not history but faulty information.
I hope David, there are many who where there abouts and that they will join in the debate as they did with the other series, it got quite lively at times.
It was certainly a character and memory forming time when school kids had to do their best to help parents who were in war work they who also remembered a previous war and worried about those kids, some of whom thought it a great adventure.


Shrinking Violet

I loved the previous series, so look forward to this one.  Having been born just after the war, I remember the privations that still existed for many long years.  The flower nursery at the end of the garden was just a tiny bit too small to be forced into food production.  I don't know what they did grow - but they certainly kept chickens, which attracted the rats, which attracted the cats - which is why our moggie had lacy ears - the trophies of many fights with competing toms!  This was in North London.  I looked the area up on Google Earth - built on and unrecognisable!

Relatives in Kent were very much part of the food production imperative.  And they lived beneath "Bomb Alley" - the flight path of the Doodlebugs - so it wasn't without its dangers!  Re-visiting the area around Coxheath some years ago, it was hard to imaging it as producing anything - except houses! 

My Mum lived in the Hastings area around the end of the war, and she can remember the ships that came in to lay PLUTO to keep the forward bases for the Normandy landings supplied.  I can remember her telling me about the Doodlebugs, and seeing footage of them, but only fairly recently saw the preserved one at Duxford.  It's a big thing for a bomb, but I can't imagine how skilled some of the pilots were to fly alongside and tip them upside down (it did something to the gyroscope so they crashed).  It must have been terrifying hearing them, and even more terrifying when they cut out!

Shrinking Violet

Well - I enjoyed the episode this evening, and look forward to the rest of the series.  Re-enacting farming of the time certainly brings it home to us just how hard it must all have been.  And to think that a paraffin stove was seen as a great innovation and convenient!  I'd read about them - but never seen one in operation, so that was a new experience for me.  We take so much for granted these days. 

I did watch with some doubt although suitably surprised there were no big errors. The Fordson Tractor in our area on the normal farms was a rarity, although various types of singe cylinder models did exist, it was still mainly steam for threshing and hauling the large roots out of the ground as trees were cleared. When the tractor did arrive we removed the plugs each night and put them on top of the range that never went out, drained the float chamber and next morning filled the float with petrol out of the small tank fired it up with a couple of swings and when warm changed over the paraffin.
Never saw one of those parafin stoves apart from the Army we had the big black range which burnt what ever we had going plus a gas oven.
The black outs were a light wood frame and tar paper plus curtains in the bedrooms and over doors with plenty of loose cloth at the bottom to stop draught and keep the light in. We mainly used gas light though did have a single electric lamp in each room and of course the Radio.
What they did not show was that all spare ground was dug up including parks playing fields common land and even the verges outside houses, they were planted up with food items, millions of people provided a good amount of their own food also keeping a few chicken and a pig, we had a small holding so had quite a few fowl and animals.
I certainly have no memory of night ploughing probably because we had German Bombers flying in over the coast to go inland Bombing the Northern city's then flying back out over us dropping any spares they had left over on us.
Just to add we in the North also had flying bombs, the Germans flew near the coast and released them one did fall less than a mile from us.
Tell Ruth you changed gear at the halt.