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Eggs With A Little Extra on the Sides
Straight from the farm's generosity
A couple of weeks ago, my daughter brought me some eggs from a neighbour. They were half the supermarket price. They’d set their children up with the little egg business, so it was their job to let the chicks out before school, collect the eggs, wash them and have them ready for sale … and house them each night.
The money from all eggs sold went into their bank accounts.
Any time the children failed to do their jobs, they lost money.
So far, so good.
Two days ago she dropped off another dozen eggs, this time from a different neighbour. No children were involved in the business.
The eggs were unwashed, and in some cases unwashable. I’ve had one soaking for two days. It looks a little like the one Perchance.org created for me, but so much more foul (excuse pun!).
I’m thinking the business will soon close.
