Cormac MacConnell: How rich that milk from the udder tasted

In what will feel like the day after tomorrow, the rising generation, known as the Millenials, will be looking back on their youthful era, walking down their memory’s motorways in the same way as many of us now are led to stray down memory lane.

In my case, that lane was twisting and turning all the way, had a mane of tough green grass down the centre, and led oftentimes to a byre of 12 or 15 dainty little Ayrshire cows I often helped to milk.