When he was ploughing in autumn, on a still evening just before dark, you could hear it over three miles away. It had the old third valve set up where it started on petrol, and when it warmed up you switched to diesel. When he started in the morning he’d be on his own, but by the time he hit the full compression lever and the throttle he’d be surrounded by seagulls. It was like a slow motion white wave behind him until about 11, then they’d disappear until the next morning. He always said the seagulls were good company.
Dad was partly deaf by the time he was 50, and it took nearly another ten years before Mum could persuade him to get a hearing aid. I had a half hour on it once and it wasn’t like any other noise I’ve heard from a machine. When I went to bed I could still hear it. In the Fens in the ‘70’s there were a lot of crawlers of most makes ploughing, drilling, cultivating etc., but the big ones were Cats or Internationals. Cats all you could hear were the tracks, IH’s all you could hear was the engine noise.