My gran reckons her dad swore by "washing" his hands with vaseline and a spoonful of sugar. Possibly in the days before swarfega came to Audenshaw.
He was a fishmonger and builder among other things.
But when we went to see my cousins in Wolverhamton (70s) they were literally living in slums. No bath and outside loo. Literally had to have a bath in the sink.
Interesting longers; whilst reading, I was thinking back to when I was 'in the trade' (Should I say 'hardcore' builder here?). Always used to come home and tip some olive oil then sugar into my hands. I either cleaned them or cooked them - can't remember...
Builder? Olive oil? Cough, splutter
To this day, whith bike oil, dirt etc, I use a combo of washing up liquid and sugar to wash my hands... my dad taught me that, he did.
Builder? Olive oil? Cough, splutter
To this day, whith bike oil, dirt etc, I use a combo of washing up liquid and sugar to wash my hands... my dad taught me that, he did.
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