Sunday, 7 October 2007

when is a soap not a soap?? when its a moisture bar.

Well the years dashed past, the soaps were becoming more and more professional-great grand mother Esprancia Isabella would have been so proud!

1.Body milk for the intense heat of the day. mixing all kinds of wonderful herbs and butters and essential oils. The workshop's perfumery floated up and down the little road. Word was getting around that some interesting herbal remedies were being brewed here!
2. lip and feet butter for the dry areas with Mafura and olive butter and eventually the piece de resistance...
3. The African botanical treatment cream. Mixing this was a dream. I found a chemist to help me as well, too much for my little round brain to expand on tens of kilos instead of kilos!

Then the sad day came-"Enough "said C," its time to stop playing and messing about, you have to stop giving people what you are making and start selling it...otherwise we will be out on the street."

So there the Olive Workshop was born. its fun though to see someones eyes light up, after months of exhaustion and lack of sleep when they carefully try some of the gel or cream on their raw hands. "It feels like cold cream," said Mrs M " straight from the dairy, smells like the forest, its delicious!"

We feel so good, that we have been able to help people as best we can.

Its one of the best feelings in the world. THe old fashioned feeling of pure selfless giving of ones best to help people in pain.

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