I've just spat out my horlicks, bleeding horrible, she made it with cravendale milk, although calling it milk must be against the trades discription act.
No taste, every possible bit of goodness skimmed and filtered out, she even payed more than usual for it. Who ever though of that idea should be hung. This is taking the p*#s at the extreme. Take out all the good bits make it into cheese and butter, then sell the dregs to the gullable fools telling them it is good for them. They even put it in white bottles so you can't see how thin it looks. Even the dog won't touch it! White water, thats all it is.
