My First Word

Tractor was, in fact, my first official word. I say official because I probably said mama or dada, but I don't count those as true words. Maybe daddy or mummy, but dada is just a noise one step up from a gurgle.

I don't know why Tractor was my first word. I don't come from a family of farmers or even live in an overly rural area. It just was. I remember it well, I was 12 years old, it was a saturday........no, just kidding. I was told this by my parents and I think I can trust them in this matter.

 

So thats it. Thats why I took this picture and that is why I plan, in the future, to become a farmer, move on to develop innovative agricultural machinery of the likes to rival Massey Ferguson and eventually retire to a picturesque vineyard with people around me picking grapes for my world-renowned plonks and others bringing me limoncello..........maybe

Done