Celia told me that, while the Tonkins were there, the Winter
and its rain brought little relief. They found a
small ancient tractor on the premises. When this overturned, nearly trapping
the driver, they bought a new model. Using this to plough the South East
vineyard after heavy rain, the driver got stuck. No doubt being unwilling to
let it be known that he had got the new tractor into difficulties, the driver
kept trying to free the tractor until the big wheels were well bogged down
above the axles. At that stage he called the Tonkins.
The
Tonkins called their neighbour for help and the neighbour sent a tractor,
which, after much revving and smoking, joined the Tonkin’s machine in the mire.
A
third tractor was sent for and, watched in anxious disbelief by those present,
it too sank into the mud.
The
neighbour then brought an enormous unit which, to everyone’s relief, pulled
first one and then a second and finally the Tonkin’s tractor out of the mud.
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