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In the years just before the war, Sheila and her family went away each year on what was known as a poor man’s holiday. It was a working holiday for her parents, hop picking to earn some extra money, but also an opportunity to meet up with relatives.
In a little village in East Hampshire, they met with people from all walks of life - from circus and fairground folk to log and flower sellers - and worked daily in the hop fields with their children by their sides.
This nostalgic recounting of those days, filled with tears and laughter, takes us back to bygone days and is beautifully illustrated by the author’s husband.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
In the years just before the war, Sheila and her family went away each year on what was known as a poor man’s holiday. It was a working holiday for her parents, hop picking to earn some extra money, but also an opportunity to meet up with relatives.
In a little village in East Hampshire, they met with people from all walks of life - from circus and fairground folk to log and flower sellers - and worked daily in the hop fields with their children by their sides.
This nostalgic recounting of those days, filled with tears and laughter, takes us back to bygone days and is beautifully illustrated by the author’s husband.