Mel was quite unlucky. Her husband was a lazy cad, incapable of assuming his status as the head of the family. She was convinced that incessant nagging was the way to go. "You'll get no strawberry jelly if you don't go harvest that barley" or "You'll get no tobacco till you've sheared those Gobballs" and so on. Obviously, this story has nothing to do with this very powerful root, unless it starts to nag you too.