From Alan Ventress
I grew up on a farm in North Yorkshire in the 1950s and early 1960s
surrounded by animal manure. I always seemed to be hungry and, unbeknown to my
family, regularly ate a delicious pottage of boiled potato peelings and
vegetable scraps that my grandmother prepared in an old copper boiler for our
free-range chickens.
The dirt from the peelings was never removed and formed a scum on the surface
of this soup. I also used to regularly munch on cow cake as a dietary
supplement.
I have always credited this bacteria-rich upbringing for my strong immune
system and hardly any sickness during my 48 years.
Sydney
