“My dad’s dad died when he was pretty young so he never had any choice but to take over the family dairy farm back in England. So when my brother and I were growing up he really wanted us to go out and see the world, as he never got the chance.
I took him to his word, and now I live 5000 miles away I sometimes wish I was back on the farm so I’d see him every day. At 70 he still works on and lives in the house he was born in.”
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