When I lived in Coromandel (yep I know, we all know where this is heading), my mum owned the butchery there and was often offered bags of weed in exchange for meat, as far as I know, she never took the offer up, (well if she did, she never shared it with me!) So maybe they are from Coro where weed is the local tender. But we often were given several dozen scallops in exchange for meat. YUMM.
Mrs KD
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