Surly Steamroller

My uncle Javier rode an '06 steamroller on our farm in Norfolk when he was growing up, used it mainly to round up the rare-breed Gloucester old spot beef cattle my cousin farmed in his gap year.. it was painted the same colour as an in-heat mare cow and when he did wheelies the heffers would 'scent it' and come into season sometimes, if they were teething. He'd also soldered a watering can to the seat post, which he filled with warm milk and i used to ride round on the back dressed in my mam's dress (i'm a teenage girl) to suckle newborn ewes that had been rejected by their mother and were outcasts that could only feed 'on the hoof'. Funnily enough, most the meat from Javier's farm went to the Pepperoni factory in Ipswich, and my neice, Jimma, grew the maize and peppercorns used to make them spicey. Javier was mates with that rapist murderer bloke who killed those prostitutes. how well scary was that!