Sunday 21 December 2025
Soap: Pb Red Dwarf
Brush: Semogue Boar
Razor: Colonial General Brass
Blade: Feather Pro Super
Haven't posted in a good while but my normal life come to a screaming halt six weeks ago when I arrived home from a work trip and the dogs all wanted to say G'day at once. So a handful of dogs, turning on the spot whilst not realising I had a foot firmly planted and crunch, a classic tib/fib explosion, down I went like a sack of potatoes. Spiral fracture in the tibia and smashed fibula. The fix - apparently tibial nails are all the rage (see attached image). Now you know that as soon as they're pulling out drills, hammers, screws etc for surgery, it's not going to be pretty. So over the last six weeks opioids are my friend, not a very good friend, but a very necessary friend, whom I am still showing to the door. Oh, and lets not forget the ketamine trip in ER when they did a temporary set on my leg whilst waiting two days for surgery. Everyone in within cooee would've heard my singing/screaming. I've decided that torture is not for me.....name, rank and serial number and whatever else you want to know...... Kudos to Mrs Pbgoose who stuck by me and talked me through it.
So my house looks like a centre for mobility aids, my favourite being a borrowed lift chair, which I've spent a large percentage of my recent life in.
And Gillette disposables got a look in when I got home and had a shower, apparently they don't wash or shower you any more in hospital so I was a bit on the nose and bearded by the time I got home. Shower shaving was definetly a thing until I got a little more mobile.
Life throws stuff like this at you, makes you stop and gain a whole new appreciation for a lot of things, like the finer accoutrements of wet shaving.......