The Peedie Grey Fergie
Posted: Tuesday, 10 June 2008 |
OOOh I am sooo excited .....
The other day Mr B received an offer that I just couldn't pass up.... the chance to own my very own tractor.
The said tractor had sat in a shed all alone and neglected for a few years and was so wanting someone to love and cherish it. In steps Mrs B with all the enthusiasm. I convinced meself that inspite of the fact that it hadn't been started for a while and we wern't sure if it went at all we would transport it from Mainland to Shapinsay.
Mr B armed with a straight towing bar and a friend hooked the tractor up and towed it to the Kirkwall ferry terminal to board the boat to Shapinsay. It arrived in Shapinsay at 12pm and trundled off the ferry to its new home at Barebraes.
Mr B got out his trusty spanner and can of WD40 and lo and behold the Peedie Fergie splutterred into life. After a bit more tinkering and adjusting the gears were freed off and the brakes adjusted. We took her for a spin up the brae and out onto the track. The sun was shinning and with Mr B standing on the back I drove her up and down.
The tractor was built in 1955 and we are trying to trace its history.
Our aim is to plough a part of the field and grow tatties next year , but I am sure that I will take her out for a spin or two just for the hell of it.
The other day Mr B received an offer that I just couldn't pass up.... the chance to own my very own tractor.
The said tractor had sat in a shed all alone and neglected for a few years and was so wanting someone to love and cherish it. In steps Mrs B with all the enthusiasm. I convinced meself that inspite of the fact that it hadn't been started for a while and we wern't sure if it went at all we would transport it from Mainland to Shapinsay.
Mr B armed with a straight towing bar and a friend hooked the tractor up and towed it to the Kirkwall ferry terminal to board the boat to Shapinsay. It arrived in Shapinsay at 12pm and trundled off the ferry to its new home at Barebraes.
Mr B got out his trusty spanner and can of WD40 and lo and behold the Peedie Fergie splutterred into life. After a bit more tinkering and adjusting the gears were freed off and the brakes adjusted. We took her for a spin up the brae and out onto the track. The sun was shinning and with Mr B standing on the back I drove her up and down.
The tractor was built in 1955 and we are trying to trace its history.
Our aim is to plough a part of the field and grow tatties next year , but I am sure that I will take her out for a spin or two just for the hell of it.
Posted on On Top Of Ward Hill at 18:42