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- Davidg_Briggs
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- David Briggs
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- Ticknall
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- A2035775
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- 13 November 2003
I was very small really just about 2 years old, I remember the field in About October Potato picking there where a lot of people and sounds which I realise now was foreign voices.
POW working on the Land I remember one man gave me a Model Tractor and Trailer he had made from wood, but another spitting at me and my Mother being dreadfully upset.
It is a vivid memory today, I cannot remember what happen afterwards or to the Lovely wooded Tractor and Trailer though I had it for many Years.
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