A POEM A DAY - NANA'S SYRUP



These rose hips drying on the thorny branches in the rose garden in St Feliu de Llobregat reminded me of the sweet, fruity syrup we were fed as children. Rose hip syrup was one of the three bottles in my nana's pantry. First we had a disgusting spoon of cod liver oil, washed down by sticky, dark malt and sweetened with the fruity, red, rose hip syrup. I found out a few years ago that as well as being a rich source of vitamin C, rose hips also have anti inflammatory properties that are recommended for arthritis. 



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