THRESHING MILLS AND MORE
Mar 18, 2022
2 minutes
WORDS & PICTURES John Farnworth
I have faint memories from when I was a toddler of my brother Jimmy (who was only three years older than me). He took me to meet what we always called the ‘steam mill’, coming to Ballaqueeney (Farm) (Port St Mary).
My father told me some years later that we arrived home in the coal bunker on the engine! He also
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