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'I have a picture of myself looking into the flames, my grandfather singing and the sound of the plink plonk of the milk falling into the bucket as my mother milked the cows'
As my grandfather lived outside the village and they had no woman in the house when her sister Lizzie left for work in Dublin my mother would go out to his house every night and do another day's work. When the porridge was cooked on the range and…
Tags: baked brad, cows, fresh milk, grandfather