Once a week, we all lined up for the "don't complain - you're so lucky to get it" spoonful of cod liver oil. "Open! Wider! Quickly!" - Oh, fishy-flavoured slime, most foul - shivers rippled down my spine. My Dad always wore Fair Isle pattern jumpers.
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I love this. It reminds me of that awful tongue turning inside out feeling!
I would take spoonfuls of that stuff if it would help me sketch as beautifully as you!
good to see another drawing. Lynne
BLAHHH! I had ALMOST forgotten that nasty taste! Sorry you had to be subjected to it too! Excellent drawing, I love the perspective!
omg do i remember this....yuk! or we got 'milk of magnesia' do you know that one?...like white chalk! ugh!
Oh - I shudder at the memory of that taste! What a wonderful drawing - the details really bring the memories alive.
I'm enjoying your work and your blog and I shall return often.
Thank you for your comments on mine. x
Horrible stuff, Alison, butin our house it was Castor Oil that we got religiously, and each bottle seemed full of those chills and shudders, too.
I was given a quarter of an orange to suck on, afterward, to take away the taste. It not only failed to take away the taste but my memory locked
in the two and oranges "tasted" like
Castor Oil for years.
Annie
Ha, my mom did that when we were in Africa too...castor oil and code liver oil....yuck! Love your art
Yes, I had it too. Had to stand in the freezing pantry watching the brown bottle being taken down from the shelf and the spoon tipping closer until I had to open my mouth. I think it had malt added. I can picture my mother's apron and all the full cake tins beside us, while behind was the 'meatsafe'. The eggs would freeze in winter--in Central Otago.
Oh, I remember that too. That awful cod liver oil. You could taste it all day. Thanks to the person who invented the capsule.
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