By Len
Mills, Suffolk pigman
A
preacher and former pigman reminisces about
farm life, including its cruelties and his successful
fight against cancer.
A very honest life story, it sheds interesting
light on the changes in farming methods and
social attitudes during the past 50 years
East Anglican Times
Oiky includes as an appendix, a unique history
of the village of Alpheton, Suffolk,
written by Len Mills' father-in-law.
"I love animals as much as I do God - they're
all to do with Him." Len Mills
When
I've fed the pigs I don't hear nothing of them
all day. Only when I go to feed them again and
they know I'm coming they'll start to squeal.
It's funny about animals. Other people go past
their doors and that at feeding times and they
don't take no notice. But when they hear me
- whether they hear the sound or get the scent
or what - they all start to squeal!
Altogether
we've got twelve cats - Sooty, Twinkle,
Topsy, Smut, Ginger, Smoky or Little Miss Big
Eyes, Tabby, Pluppy, Pandy, Woolly, Star and
Sparky. Then we've got a dog, a labrador crossed
boxer called Gypsy; three game banties: Annabel,
Diane and Diana; five hens, two cockerels and
five ordinary banties; one budgie: Sammy; two
hamsters: Scrooge and Sherry; and eleven rabbits
- Bambi, Bimbo, Spotty, Squeak, Sweep, George,
Puffin and Muffin, Soot, and Dimple and Dapple.
They're all fed twice a day except for the cats,
the dog and the budgie and the hamsters; the
cats and the dog are fed three times a day,
and the budgie and hamsters once.