There is an inner timber wall in one of the rooms which we have sealed and preserved in its original state. On it, there are traces of newspapers and articles from 1894 one can read: mostly about shearing news and sheep problems.
A few months ago, we had a visitor who had played on the farm as a child with the first Reynolds family and their children. She told us wonderful stories about how the place where the egg processing machine now is, used to be a dark and cold alley outside the houses, and they used to hide there while playing hide-and-seek, and she thought it was the scariest place in the world.
That copper sign, the office door, the timber wall, the hiding place stories: they all provide a sense of identity and continuity in a fast changing world for many generations to come. More than eggs, history comes to life at Reynoldsale farm.