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Catherine Rasmussen
from Surrey, B.C..
Posted 10 Dec 2004.
I am another one who remembers the job of picking tatties on several farms, but this one stands out because when we received our mid-morning cup of tea, after working for some time, we were of course ready for it, but, one sip of the tea made me turn and throw it out. It tasted soapy. Unknown to the woman her child had slipped a piece of soap into the brew when she wasn't looking. Needless to say everyone threw it out, but, we said nothing at the time. At lunch time we were served a lovely dinner and also an apology for what had happened to the tea. You see she had discovered that her child had dropped the soap into the kettle, but only on returning to her kitchen and finding the remnants of soap in the kettle.
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