Farmers

“Ooooh, aaaaargh, turn left out the gate, right at Mr Browns’ cottage, past the train station that Dr Beeching closed, right where the blacksmiths used to be, past the old post office, past where the public hangings used to be…You come to the old police house, turn right past the sycamore trees, left over the railway bridge (that hasn’t seen a train for 50 years and is now vastly overgrown) and then follow your nose…
…If you get to the field where that German bomber came down you gone too farrrrrgh…”