lived in Polton Farm for eighteen years. It is great to hear
about the farm after such a long time, it was knocked down in 1963
give or take a few years.
Italian Prisoners of War
remember very well the Italian prisoners of war who helped on the
farm. There were many hilarious events.
Italians were very good craftsman they carved ornate toys and
mobiles, they were mostly very happy but used to moan about having
to work. One day they downed their hoes and refused to work.
Anderson asked me to get the sergeant who was having a cup of tea
at the farmhouse. When I told him he said 'Don't worry I'll sort
out in a tick.'
picked up his rifle and sauntered up the road. As soon as the
sergeant appeared at the gate of the field, the prisoners picked
up their hoes, and started working without saying a word. It was
either at the end or just after the end of WWII and everybody knew
James Watson Pringle, Canterbury, Kent, England:
June 11, 2006