Don't I know it Bill I'm still in Tenterden Kent. My Mum often reminisces about her time in the hop fields as a young girl in the 50's. Cold dewy mornings, getting a good soaking when you pulled the first bines down in the early morning, making mud cakes, sitting on the side of the bin pulling the hops away from the bine, tally men and the hop puller on the stilts, life on the common in the hopper huts - I almost feel like I was there! But it was a little bit before my time. Sad really but great memories for those who were there.