Coming right at the end, the colour and design of the crucifixion window in the last photograph moved me to tears.

Have fond memories of Tudely when I used to do the apple, pear, and hop harvests around the Paddock Wood area of Kent. Remember the lovely church with the Marc Chagall windows especially! One year I spent the whole winter in that part of Kent doing the tree-pruning and other winter jobs, then the hop-training in May – the most backbreaking work ever! Remember doing the black currents as well – up at five and picking till sundown. That was before mechanisation – and hardly any fruit was wasted … Lots of traveller families would turn up with their kids, and all the locals too – one day our field was busted by DHSS officials who’d been tipped off about families claiming the dole and working – suddenly almost no pickers – they’d all run off into the woods once they got wind that the snoopers were about! Our farmer had a hard time to get the blackcurrants in for the next couple of days – but it’s only a very short harvest. I remember I made quite a bit on the piece work in that couple of weeks!

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