Udders and unders
A-Z challenge - My memories of life on the farm in the nineteen fifties and sixties
UdderwiseThe cows were milked morning and night but before milking their udders were washed. Once the cow was penned in the milking shed a clean pail of warm water and a cloth was used to wipe over the udders before the suction cups of the milking machine were applied. Cows would usually stand contentedly but occasionally a cantankerous beast might try to kick. If there was very little milk to be had, or when the herd was small, a cow was sometimes milked by hand. I remember trying this once or twice but never successfully.
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Cream, yes lovely thick cream, separated from that milk over in the milking shed, there was plenty of that so we added cream to all our desserts and when there was no dessert we piled jam or honey topped with cream onto slices of white bread.
Sometimes Mum made butter from the extra cream, beaten until the whey separated then salt added and the wooden ridged butter pats shaped the final product.
- underneath the Christmas tree, there were often up to fifty small presents as we all tried to give something to each member of the family
- underneath the blankets on a cold winter’s night, I remember the heavy weight as more blankets were piled on
- underneath the trees along the creek, we loved to go mushroom picking in late April and May
- underneath the workshop Dad had built a pit so that a vehicle could drive in and he could get underneath it to change the oil
- underneath the wood pile spiders and the occasional snake lurked, we collected kindling from the edges and wood was chopped on a larger log
- underneath the kitchen bench a clever wood box was concealed – it was filled from the veranda outside and wood could be retrieved inside, it was also a favourite hidey hole
- underneath the old house a cellar housed the generator before the power was connected
- underneath the ground the sewerage pit was concealed, I remember a sister threatening to drop me in it but it was always securely sealed
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