On the Hill of Row – the founder of the SAS looks out on my favourite view —
In the corner of a field sown with grain —
much as it was sixty odd years ago when I stepped down from the Massey Ferguson combine harvester and told the farmer I was for offski – or words to that effect …
There was to be no looking back for this wilful teenager in a hurry to see more than the farm work he had been born into —
Mechanical engineering was to be my saviour and lead me on to roam the world while working in its various forms —
Well retired now – and living on the other side of these hills beyond my Honda X-ADV750 – I often find myself back in this field as I remember things from the intervening years.
Would I do it all again?