the finneys sold horses and picked crops[apples,tattys,berries] proud ta travel. a night without stars for covers and peepers and moss for a pillow [yar arm]brought poor rest , indeed.free as all beings need ta be. wild honey ta ya.
My Family sold crockery to Kent on the way back bought Horses.Crockery came from Derbyshire I think to Peterborough.This was before I was born my Great Grandad was a Horse Dealer and my Grandad a General Dealer one of my Uncles was a bare knuckle fighter Ben Jenkins
I like the new age travellers..and yet I believe the true gypsy is lumped in with the new age travellers who face travel in convoys..and I believe there in lies a problem for the gypsy traveller. They are not the same.
they will have got more pleasure out of those wagons,then the millionaires get out of their big money wagons,that get low loaded to everywhere and never get a horse in the shafts
