This history starts with Berta, a very special lead cow in the herd of te Remeker farm in Lunteren. When she died, the farmers' father-in-law collected the horns at the slaughterhouse and kept them for years. When I asked for horns, and told him why, he gave me the horns. I will forge them into drinking horns with silver ornaments, but for now, they are buried in my garden to get rid of the stuff on the inside. You'll have to be patient for the result.
