Australian Women’s Weekly NZ

Trap for young players

My grandmother Patricia never had a bad word to say about anyone. “You catch more flies with honey than vinegar,” she’d declare, though anyone who has ever found a rotten banana at the bottom of a fruit bowl knows this to be blatantly untrue, for acetic acid is to blowflies what nectar is to honey bees.

To be fair, Grandma Pat’s kindness didn’t extend to the actual flies in her often-quoted proverb. A farmer’s wife, she was as handy

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