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The Potato Lorry Mystery – Solved!

It’s potato harvest season again. As I mentioned last year, every ten minutes from dawn to dusk, a tractor with a heavily loaded trailer full of potatoes goes down the hill past my house, and returns later back up the hill with a heap of potato-free soil in the trailer. This goes on daily for at least two months. Someone local is clearly collecting potatoes from farms all over the area. It’s been bugging me for a few years as to what is going on. Well, I think I’ve solved the mystery.

My neighbour, Elspeth, came round earlier this evening with some surplus runner beans from her garden. They were so fresh, they were still warm from the sun. I shall enjoy having some with my dinner tonight. Anyway, not only has Elspeth lived here for many years, she coordinates the local Neighbourhood Watch so knows all the local residents. So I asked her what she knew about the potato lorries.

Apparently, they’re all heading to a local farm just a bit further down the hill. The same farm in fact where the farmer was obliging enough to let my builders temporarily store all the oak timbers when I was having the garden done. The two brothers who farm the land there have diversified into potato distribution – they have a huge barn / storage building, where they receive potatoes from all over the locality, do some initial processing on them (to remove the soil / stones / sticks) and then bag them up to distribute further up the supply chain.

Mystery solved!

{ 2 } Comments

  1. Hugh W | 11 September 2014 at 2:13 pm | Permalink

    That’s an interesting comment about the potatoes, they come past us as well, though we are a bit away from the main road out to Leigh Sinton, so they do not disturb us, just cause traffic chaos.

    Next time you see Elspeth give her my regards, we used to play badminton together at the old RRE club, back in the 70s.

  2. pauld | 11 September 2014 at 2:53 pm | Permalink

    See it all happens down your way, potato center of the world, onion festivals, dafodil days 🙂