Toy Farm

When my brother and I were little we used to be packed off for a holiday to my grandmother's who lived on the Quantocks in Somerset. She was a real Victorian and "children should not seen and not heard" but very loving with it. She had had six children of her own and had opened her home to several young in her extended family during the war years so they could escape the bombing in London. Her simple toys were a joy. We were allowed to play with the toy farm, the pieces made from lead and brightly painted and this photograph reminds me of that. But of course there wasn't a combine harvester in those days - nor a baler and hardly a tractor!