Passionata, my enthralment with mills. I was terribly disappointed last year when I was unable to join the Border Historical Society, in East London as an invited speaker, on the subject of my passion, ‘mills’.
‘Raised’ in my formative years, in the NE Transvaal, by my beloved grandfather, {and orphan, escapee from Estonia 1917} he indulged my interest, as a true Rabbi by searching for mills while was away at boarding school. On my return, there would be an adventure to a farm in the district, to visit, that had a mill.
Main picture: Bradshaw’s Mill
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