Darragh McCullough: I’ve been bitten by the vintage tractor bug
I never got the appeal of old machinery, but something changed when I delved into my family history
The vintage tractor disease finally got its claws into me over the last week. I’ve always been slightly baffled by the thousands of farmers collectively investing millions of euro and hours into restoring lumps of metal that have no functional purpose other than ferrying aul’ fellas along country roads for their annual tractor run.
But I began to understand the pathology of the heavy metal disease when I started looking for links with my own agricultural past in recent months.