And for this day my chosen theme was 'Mish Mash Mess'
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Council skip - ATT M2 Kronos Feather
Outside garbage bin - Gentlemen's Tonic
Kitchen bin - Muhle butterscotch synthetic
Bathroom pedal bin - L'Occittane Cade
Tea bag table tidy - Odds and sods I couldn't be bothered to move out of the way
It always makes me laugh when I am confronted with a 6" pedal bin on a table. With a pair of size 11 Doc Martens are they kidding?
Garbage out of the way and on with the rest of my usual trash
After a couple of shaves with the M2 and a Feather as the chosen working end I am not sure it is the best of matches. Only recently did I say something down the lines of 'I find Feathers more suited to razors with tight tollerances'. The M2 oozes quality and great machining tolerances but I find the Feather just a little too much.
It is hard not to draw blood even if it is just surface bleeding or the tiniest of little nicks. Those 'Oh no' moments which appear just after you thought a great BBS had been had. In the words of the Sex Pistols, 'Ever get the feeling you've been cheated?'
Or is it the user who needs to tighten their tolerances?
Whichever it is; I find it a razor which partners better with a more forgiving blade.
Lessons learnt and earlier quotes taken back and inwardly digested.
Gentlemen's Tonic. In this case I retain anything I have said previously. Damn fine and a great cream which gives equally as good results and pleasure. Two terms Mrs Satanfriendly rarely uses when referring to me. But God loves a trier. Pity I sit the other side of the eternal barrier.
Muhle butterscotch synthetic brush. I ain't going down the same old road to describe It, but it is.
With most shaves I do like to use a moisturiser (a skin thing with me) and I find the Cade after shave balm covers all sins and does the box ticking exercise thing nicely. A wonderful product which I can never have enough of. And when I don't I am a miserable old soak.
So a kind of pseudo BBS shave today. Felt good, but the little bleeding which occurred spoilt what should have been heavenly. Instead it rather reminded me of home and infernal damnation.
A shave relegated to the bathroom garbage bin