My Grumpy Grandpa & his Shires

Grandpa Dale was a quiet, stern looking man who always wore a shirt, tie and waistcoat on the farm, even on the sunniest days.  He was hard but never unkind and I adored him.  I followed him about the farm like a puppy, getting under his feet.  He always carried a roll of blackcurrant fruit pastels […]

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