The african botanical range - birthing of a product.

Here we were sitting in the middle of an olive grove after looking at umpteenth small business‘s with no success in finding anything reasonable to get our teeth into.

“C shot his arms up in excitement, what about the olives,” he said.

I said “what? What olives?” We are surrounded by olives and there must be something we can do with them? Funny enough there is I thought, we could make soap the ol’spanish way.

So whilst he finished off our little cottage I began to re establish and practice my soap making skills- various pots were brought out, but they had to be stainless steel and nothing else would do. The first batches were very interesting, mushy golden soup and burnt yellow custard was sitting at the kitchen table for C instead of his supper.

Words were few in the early months.

Now I must go to bed as it’s the magic hour and I will continue this tomorrow! Well today…later…

The cows are mooing already and the crickets have stopped cricking so it must be late!!

Ciao

Vee XXX