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Summary of James Herriot's The Lord God Made Them All
Everest Media
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Éditeur:
Everest Media LLC
Everest Media LLC
Protection:
Filigrane
Filigrane
Année de parution:
2022
2022
ISBN-13:
9781669354642
Description:
Please note: This is a companion version & not the original book.
Sample Book Insights:
#1 I recalled the last time I had visited the Ripleys, which was to nip some calves. It was always a safari to visit Anson Hall because the old house lay at the end of a ridged and rutted track that twisted across the fields through seven gates.
#2 I visited Mr. Ripley to nip some calves. The farmer had promised me faithfully that he would get a new gate, but when I arrived he had eight shaggy heads in a box. They were not calves, but bulls. Mr. Ripley said that time gets on, and he was right.
#3 The last animal was the biggest of all. I had to open the arms of the Burdizzo beyond right angles to grip the great fleshy scrotum, and then close them again. It was difficult, and the farmer didn’t manage to close them. But he understood what I had been explaining.
#4 I was re-integrating into civilian life after the war, and I was enjoying my wife’s cooking. But when the phone rang and I had to go to a farm to help a farmer with his cow, I was dreading it.
Sample Book Insights:
#1 I recalled the last time I had visited the Ripleys, which was to nip some calves. It was always a safari to visit Anson Hall because the old house lay at the end of a ridged and rutted track that twisted across the fields through seven gates.
#2 I visited Mr. Ripley to nip some calves. The farmer had promised me faithfully that he would get a new gate, but when I arrived he had eight shaggy heads in a box. They were not calves, but bulls. Mr. Ripley said that time gets on, and he was right.
#3 The last animal was the biggest of all. I had to open the arms of the Burdizzo beyond right angles to grip the great fleshy scrotum, and then close them again. It was difficult, and the farmer didn’t manage to close them. But he understood what I had been explaining.
#4 I was re-integrating into civilian life after the war, and I was enjoying my wife’s cooking. But when the phone rang and I had to go to a farm to help a farmer with his cow, I was dreading it.
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