Mechanical Blitz on No-Horse Farm - Big Effort To Make Up For Lost Time
A mechanical procession invaded the sweet-smelling land of a Rushden farm on Monday morning, when the farmer and his two motor-minded sons set out to make up for lost time. Starting at seven o'clockwhich by standard Greenwich reckoning would be 5 a.m.the day's programme was mapped out to continue until 8.30 in the evening.
After 52 years in farming Mr. W. G. Holt of Higham Park, could not recall a worse winter that the one which had now passed, and reckoned he was six weeks behind his normal schedule. After four hours' work, however, he jumped cheerfully from a machine, ran his hand through a tub of peas, and declared with a smile: "The season's late, but if it comes right we shall catch up".
"I'll take these peas," said Mabel, the Land Girl, and with an easy swing over the rough earth she bore them away to the disc drill from which she had just alighted. The Shaggy dog barked with delight.
The Holts have two farms on the Bedford side of Rushden, and the land on both is very heavy. They knew it would pay them to bide their time while farmers on a lighter soil were getting into action after the big hold up, and for weeks they contented themselves with preparations and general repairs and constructional work. They made some new bull pens, for instance, and the gales had left them with much damage to mend. Over two or three bays of a big Dutch barn the roof had been stripped away like paper.
Offensive Begins
Most of the mechanical equipment is housed at Higham Park, but the spring offensive broke out at Bencroft Grange, threequarters of a mile away on the other side of the road. Here there are 138 acres, standing so high that in the wild weather of a few weeks back the snow swept up into huge drifts and even the hedges were lost to view.
On Monday, however, the scene, like the scent of the earth, was pleasant and rich with promise. Mr. W. G. Holt pointed to five of his mechanical units purring about in a widespread field of endeavour, and indicated the hedge which separated Northants from Bedfordshire.
He spoke of his 32 years of farming at Rushden, and how at the age of 12 he left school at his native Holdenby to work on his father's farmstill occupied by his brother.
"I can't see that there will be a lot of difference later on," he said. "It all depends on what sort of summer and autumn we get. I don't know how we shall get on with the potatoes, however."