Vin Garbutt
man of the earth
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A man of the earth, a man of the soil in his lonely alotment he labours and toils.
He's not much to do since he turned 65.
So he took to his garden to keep him alive its his only joy and his pride.
Every day as I go through the old shanty town where the sheds and alotments all stand I see the old man of the land with a rake or a spade in his hand.
He's there in all weather in sunshine or rain