George Burns, who lived here, was what many would have called a gentleman farmer. Although Georgie had a bit of a reputation as a lady’s man, by the time I knew him, he appeared to have lost either the urge or the opportunity!
My father used to call him as he was going by early in the morning on his way for the cows. This was not always met with an enthusiastic response from Georgie. One day Dad said: “Sorry, George, but I wasn’t up your way to call you this morning”. George replied: “It’s all right John, but I called myself this morning!”