Awww Feral, you've brought back some memories for me! Trying to hand milk a cow in Queensland (hopeless!) and having a pail of warm milk straight from the cow left outside the door every morning when I was apple picking in Tassie - funny how my best fresh milk memories are from Darn Under.
Though there was the son of a Devon Dairy farmer who took me home to meet his parents! His mother made Clotted cream and they ate bucketloads of it. After a few days of cream with everything.....
Though there was the son of a Devon Dairy farmer who took me home to meet his parents! His mother made Clotted cream and they ate bucketloads of it. After a few days of cream with everything.....
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