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Sunday, 9 November 2008

Finished

Not the harvesting - me. Monday 8am sharp the horny-handed sons of toil move in and get the crop down to t'mill by Wednesday evening. (The negotiated share-cropping rate this year is 6 kilos of oil for every 100k of olives picked.) Or else.

Or else it can stay on the trees.
Posted by hatfield girl at 17:19

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