When i was overdue with Skye (middle sprog) Jed went to Boots (god i miss that place

) and bought two bottles of castor oil. He said that because he was a doting hubby he wouldnt expect me to do anything that he wasnt prepared to do himself.-
FOOL 
Once home i took my bottle of oil and took one sip and that was enough, the rest went down the sink. I then came outside and gave jed his bottle, after swearing solemly that i had polished of the whole bottle.

Our next door neighbour laughed her head off as jed gulped down a whole bottle of castor oil. Next thing he has me on a pushbike going down the Montrose road to the harbour and over every cobble in sight. Then he had me on the trampolines (behave) and on the see saw. Still nothing happened

On our way back home i heard a loud moan and turned to see jed jump of his bike and end up in some dodgy bushes. Yep you guessed it, the castor oil came into effect and gave him a severe dose of the trots and he had to go there and then. When we got back home he said to our neighbour that he couldnt understand why nothing was happening to me. and at this point i had to confess that there was no way in hell that i was touching that stuff as i knew what would happen. Yep he was not a happy bunny, but i laughed so much that my waters actually broke and our Skye was born.
So in effect it does work but not in the way it should
