Father in law, God love him would come to our house that weekend and ask my husband to help him, but that ended up being all day plus well into the night, which my husband got tired of after a few months, having no days off at all.
So the interesting thing is this: Every time my husband saw his dad coming up the road my husband would get on his mini bike and ride for several km's till his father went home :) I was left explaining that I had no idea where my husband was, and I didn't. He was here one minute and gone the next!
Eventually after 8 years of living on the farm my husband said to me just out of the blew, 'We are moving to town'. So we did. He studied, luckily was employed as well. I was able to walk into a Professional job immediately upon arriving into the city, much easier back then than today. So a new life began for the farm boy, me always a city girl.
My husband on the mini-bike and one of his then friends.