When I collected my 9 year GD from school this afternoon she handed me a note from the school saying she had been treated for a cut knee. I started to think back to my childhood in the late 40's/50's. Never the most graceful of children, I was frequently limping indoors with cuts and grazes. My Mum would fetch her biscuit tin which held strips of old flannelette sheeting. Once these sheets had started to wear thin again, after being turned sides to middle, they would end up as dusters, floor cloths and bandages. Mum then produced her stick of Bates Salve. It resembled the red sealing wax sticks but this salve was black. Holding it over the bandage she would set light to the salve and let the hot drops drip on to the bandage before slapping it onto the cut. Do any GN's remember this torture? My GD had a gentle dab of Savlon and a bravery sticker. I can't help feeling hard done by. 
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