“This brand of soap has the same smell as once in the big House he visited when he was eight:”
Louis MacNeice (1907-1963), Anglo-Irish poet. Soap Suds (l. 1-2). . . New Oxford Book of Irish Verse, The. Thomas Kinsella, ed. and tr. (1986) Oxford University Press.
TIME: 10:07 PM
PLACE: Home
SUBJECT: Shower gel
I was first introduced to this shower gel back in October of 1998. HH, DramaQueen (who turned one year old while we were overseas) and I visited my old college roommate, Betty and her husband, at their home in London, UK. This stuff smells awesome. I brought home a number of bottles with me when we returned to the States. In 2006, Betty was in California for the summer and I flew out to see her. She knew how much I loved this stuff and presented me with 10 containers of it. I’ve used it sparingly over the years. This is all that I have left. I could order it over the internet, but the shipping costs are atrocious. I can buy the product for $3.02 and pay $10.86 to ship it. Not! One day I’m going to say “to heck with it” and buy it anyway.
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