I grew up in an urban ara but used to go and visit my mother's sister who married a farmer. I was afraid of everything. They had a large busy farm with milking cows and pigs. The pig sheds were very near the house, with all that entails. My older cousins loved making me feel clueless and telling me about people drowning in slurry pits, etc. I found it all very challenging and it did not give me a love of farm life at all!