A close shave
I’ve never been one to look on the morning shave as a chore. We males have few rituals to enjoy, and those few minutes spent with badger brush and blade, rare and precious scents wafting in the steam about our heads, are a magnificent start to the day.
Recently, the shaving cream I’d come to rely on like an old friend was drastically re-formul-ated, its clean, natural smell replaced by the manufactured pong of a cheap after-shave. It was a traumatic experience, and I have no wish to relive it here. But the silver lining was that it launched me on a voyage of discovery — into a sea of new, much more luxurious products.
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