Levi and Elizabeth High
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When I was old enough I did jobs on my parents’ small holding. I remember burning quicks which were small heaps of foulgrass forked up after chain harrowing. Also I remember leading the horse while horse-hoeing. This was to keep the horse between the rows to make it easy for father to operate the mechanical hoe. This is the time when cutting out took place; thinning sugar beet, mangolds and turnip plants to a certain distance apart. My parents also had a small dairy herd.
After hatching the ducklings were reared for a couple of weeks
Mr. W. Gravelling was the publican at the Dun Cow, and he was also the Blacksmith. His smithy can be seen on the right of the photo above. Apart from the usual horse-shoeing, I can remember him repairing hurdles for Mr. Everett a farmer from Cley. These hurdles for penning in farm animals were a portable metal frame with bars, and four iron wheels. They were brought to Salthouse for repair by a horse pulling several at a time, and they made a terrible noise on the tarred road. the tin building which was Geoffrey Gravelling’s carpentry shop just beside the smithy, can also be seen in the photo.
Mr. George Holmes was the local baker when I was a boy. My cousin Jasper worked at the bake house. I remember how he used to do the hard-working job of punching the dough ready for baking early the next morning. The oven was heated by ‘furrer’ (gorse) bushes cut by another village character Joe Dack and carted to the bake-house by my Uncle Cliff with his horse and cart. Flour was delivered by a steam wagon belonging to Dewing and Kersley from the granary at Wells.
Some cottages had common rights which gave the occupants the right to shoot on the heath. One stretch of heath from Holt Road to Lawn farm at Holt was called Bix’s lane, and had private land on either side. This could cause friction with the land-owners at nesting time as game birds would nest close to, or in the lane, and at the start of the shooting season the game would stray into the lane and be shot by the locals who had the right to be there.