They’re selling his stuff today. The auctioneer’s on his way. It’s amazing what they found in his barn.
Bob farmed the land all his working life. His parents did before him. But Bob’s son Jack hasn’t followed his families footprints. No, he’s sold the farm with planning permission for a housing estate, so the gear has to go.
Bob had a couple of sidelines. For a start he made cider; strong cider! He sold it to the locals. He shouldn’t have, but nobody said anything in case the licensing lot heard about it. Bootlegger Bob some called him!
Then there was his other business.
Jack visited his Dad yesterday. Bob has a private room in a retirement home. At least, that’s what he calls it! He hadn’t intended giving up work just yet, but as I said, it’s amazing what they found in his barn. He got a ten-year prison sentence for producing cannabis, the most profitable crop the farm ever produced until it was discovered in the barn’s roof-space!
Right, I’m off to the sale, I’ve got my eye on that barrel!
Thanks to Donna for hosting. The photo is from Pixabay