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I prefer the Syrup of Figs myself, sure a child could take it and no matter.
Do you remember syrup of figs?
(Syrup of figs was not a dessert topping.)
His home-made syrup of figs, intended to cure constipation, was a deep brown soup which "actually looks a bit like its desired outcome".
She did, however, slip next door to May and gave her a rough sketch of what had happened, right up to the Syrup of Figs.
If so, get the nurses to give you a few spoons of Syrup of Figs or Magnesia.
On this particular night the deceased went into the bathroom, took down a Syrup of Figs bottle, poured herself out a good dose and drank it.
'What do you bet she doesn't come marching in here and suggest that you have a strong dose of Syrup of Figs?'
In the meantime, I would suggest you clean your system and your tongue with a large dose of Syrup of Figs.'
The paint was put into the old Syrup of Figs bottle and it was put up on the top shelf in the bathroom with other odds and ends.
AnanurhingYou take his bonhomie with which ever lengthof spoon you choose.Take the Andrew Rawnsley mythical garbage with a large spoon of syrup of figs.
There was a good deal left over, and the bottle broke, and Mrs. Benson herself said, 'Put it in that old bottle- the Syrup of Figs bottle.'
Throw in some chilblains and syrup of figs, and Druckerman could be describing the kind of child-rearing methods for which we were once famed – as the most cold-hearted and distant parents in Europe.
The meal finished with little fruit tarts, some sticky squares of sesame seed glued together with wild thyme honey, pastry envelopes filled with raisin mince and soaked in syrup of figs, and two splendid cheeses.
Filled a glass container with a mixture of two parts solution from phial 302, six parts from beaker G, three parts from the bucket collecting water leaking from the gutter in the road above and a healthy dose of syrup of figs.
As each slightly shamefaced figure came up to the table, she peered intently at the face, muttered 'Sweet or dry?' and then poured from one of her bottles as if administering Syrup of Figs or Cod Liver Oil to the infant sick.
While our mothers would have spent weeks on the ward, enduring bed baths, syrup of figs and gentle perambulations around the gardens, we are sent home with two weeks" worth of painkillers, an instruction not to lift anything heavier than a mug for four weeks and the ward's telephone number for emergencies.
