I Am Nico
master brummie
Me too. Ours was small I made dens with it Nan's was double the size. Dad came home with an upight concertina one, that used to come down on you & my fingers. But we had a garden. Nan had a pulley line in the kitchen and over her bath. I forgot about those. I am yet to see one like gran's little half table top barrell. With a beater. She used to put cooking fat to oil her mangle.