Personal HygieneThere comes a point at which your hygiene becomes less your problem and more everyone else's:
My old school nurse never seemed to wash - instead she wrapped herself in crepe bandages from the first aid kits. The smell was beyond pungent. If you got ill at school, it was better to suffer than try and explain symptoms whilst only breathing out.
When she was eventually 'let go',they had to strip the wallpaper in her office to get rid of the lingering odour.
How scuzzy have you got? Or, failing that, how bad have people you know got?
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chthonic, Thu 22 Mar 2007, 12:40)
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Oh dear, this story is about meWhen my grandmother died we inherited a lovely but very remote old building, with no working running water apart from one garden tap, because the pipes into the house are f*cked and the oil heater that was supposed to heat the water is so old we're too terrified to turn it on.
I was down there on my own a few summers ago doing work on the house and frankly, washing was a hassle, what with drawing water in a watering can, taking it to the kitchen heating it up on the stove and the using a washing up bowl as an ineffective, makeshift bath.
There was no-one around to smell me so I started to not bother very much.
After three days I noticed that wherever I went there were little flies buzzing around, indoors or out. The next day there were more, my own little fly companions.
About that time I set up a Heath-Robinson hosepipe contraption so that washing didn't take so many hours. No flies on me now.
(, Sat 24 Mar 2007, 21:03, Reply)
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