Nanas or Andrews Liver Salts (take your pick)

Feeling very sluggish so I’ve just had a glass of Andrews Liver Salts. (Bluddy hell @ price)
It reminded me of my nana, a real eccentric and matriarch.
We’d visit her and the first thing I’d do was go to her undersink cupboard and after battling with the mousetraps, various kitchen utensils which we didn’t recognise but she was sure would be handy one day, I’d find my prize. a rusty tin of Andrews Liver Salts which you had to prise off the lid with a spoon. I was rationed to one glass per visit. No lemonade or orange joice for me. My day was complete. You couldn’t sip and savour the experience. You had to down it in one go before the fizz faded.

I have so many good memories of a wonderful character.

I miss her