Apparently, the village where I grew up used to get water from the moat around our farmhouse - the same moat that the drains from the farmhouse ran into
Then, during WW2 one of Hitler's planes dumped some bombs on the fields as it was damaged and being chased back towards the North Sea - one of those bombs made a crater that filled with water from an underground stream and that water was piped into the village - how the villagers blessed that German bomber
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
No mains water where I live! Ours comes from a spring and is collected in a a concrete tank in the neighbour's field, where his sheep graze. We've drunk it untreated for more than thirty years, my daughter was raised on it, amd now she's living in a city has to buy bottled water as the chlorinated stuff makes her ill!
My parents moved out of London to a draughty 16th century farmhouse in 1947 - no mains water and no electricity. My brother and I were 2 and 1 respectively. Imagine that in the worst winter on record with rationing still in force.
jo. My Mum loved it. She grew veg, had a lot of chickens and geese and supplemented the family income by selling eggs and the birds at Christmas and joined the WI. My brother and I went to the village school and had an idyllic childhood. Happy memories.
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ah. those were the days
Apparently, the village where I grew up used to get water from the moat around our farmhouse - the same moat that the drains from the farmhouse ran into
Then, during WW2 one of Hitler's planes dumped some bombs on the fields as it was damaged and being chased back towards the North Sea - one of those bombs made a crater that filled with water from an underground stream and that water was piped into the village - how the villagers blessed that German bomber
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
No mains water where I live! Ours comes from a spring and is collected in a a concrete tank in the neighbour's field, where his sheep graze. We've drunk it untreated for more than thirty years, my daughter was raised on it, amd now she's living in a city has to buy bottled water as the chlorinated stuff makes her ill!
My parents moved out of London to a draughty 16th century farmhouse in 1947 - no mains water and no electricity. My brother and I were 2 and 1 respectively. Imagine that in the worst winter on record with rationing still in force.