I too was neglected, only being subjected to Haliborange
Is that a bit like Haribo? Only I didn’t think they existed when you or I were children. I wouldn’t have minded a jelly sweet as a panacea against all ills (scurvy, rickets etc!).
but what was it (malt) supposed to do for us children? did anyone have syrup-of-figs ? back to paraffin - In our back yard was an enormous tank of paraffin - covered over with tarpaulin in case it rained. I can’t recall what the paraffin was used for - as everyone smoked in those days it’s a wonder the whole tank and adjacent houses weren’t blown to smithereens.
it was potters cod liver oil and malt!
just had to do a google search and i resisted any dodgy pictures!
keeping them for mick.
not sure if label colour is significant
Did I read that right? Potters malt extract with cod liver oil ‘provides vitamin D’!!! So how the **** did you all end up with MS? It’s easy enough to see why us neglected children who weren’t fed extra vitamin D and never saw the sun to have ended up with MS. But you pampered darlings should have had enough extra vitamins and coddling. Unless of course it’s just chance, related to genetics and a load of other stuff!!
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The one with the green label is probably mint flavour.
Read the label Duckface. It says “for healthy bones” - it makes no claims about preventing MS.
I agree. Nuff said.
Excuse me, my duckling, are you blaming me for your MS? Both on account of the genetics I gifted you with, and my failure to dose you with appropriate syrups and chemicals?
I’m very sorry about the whole MS thing. I would have given you extra vitamins and paraffin had I been able to read and obtained enough coin of the realm to buy such drugs.
You are probably right, we settled in a duckpond that wasn’t sunny enough. Perhaps we should have migrated for the winter. Maybe we should have tried for better food? There weren’t any wildlife centres where ducks could go to get good quality seed.
This might seem like excuses. It is. You were our duckling, we wanted the best for you. Sorry.
Mum
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could be, or it has added Swarfega to help burning ingrowing toenails.
M
Oh, you guessed right, Sue! They do special rates for pink bunnies but I’m not too keen when they try to curl my whiskers.
Aw, now Mrs. Duck, don’t upset yourself! I’m sure that your little angel knows that you did your best for her. Slurping paraffin and gobbling vitamins don’t seem to have done a lot of us much good anyway, and a shady pond was much better for her feathers to prevent them getting singed. And you managed to keep her away from the orange sauce, which is an achievement in itself. So, apart from introducing her to the gin, you’ve been a great Mother Duck.
So, do the green labels mean it’s biodegradable? I remember being forced to have cod liver oil in capsule form at school - yuk! I also remember Haliborange - hated the flavour. Perhaps some malt whiskey would have been preferable.
No that’s for babies who are teething. Kay
and that brings me to another thing i was given as a tot.
my nan used to put brandy in my bottle of milk because i kept the world awake with screaming through the night.
mum didn’t know and got upset because she wasn’t able to get me to sleep.
nan confessed, mum was vexed and dad said thank god for the mother in law!
so maybe that explains a lot about the way i turned out!
Now exactly where did an English 17th Century inhabitant come by that expression?
From Newton’s “Philosophiæ Naturalis Principia Mathematica!”. The musical.``
Ah, of course, I should have realised that you’d be an aficionado of musical theatre. What self respecting Witchfinder isn’t? And such an edifying subject would be just the thing for song and dance routines. In addition to a bit of light comedy, even some romance?