You see before you my latest sincere, if not exactly earth shattering attempt at being a bit more green. This is a Lush shampoo bar. (Apologies for the state of this photo. I struggled to get it in a light that didn’t make it look like a macaroon, so ended up with it on the end of FOW2’s dressing table where the light was supposed to be better. Am still not convinced really)
I thought it might be a good idea to reduce some packaging and had heard that these were good so I ventured into Lush. Have you been to Lush? It smells nice. A bit too nice. It makes HOH cough. Also the marketing is a bit aggressive. I had only been in 15 seconds when a girl who must have been half my age came over and asked – “Are you ok Lovely?” Now, call me old fashioned but I think that this is uncalled for. “Lovely?” Seriously? Still, I ploughed on.
“I am looking for a shampoo bar – have you got any that would suit older hair”?
Looks at me uncertainly “Well – it won’t dye it”
Me (More snappish than was strictly necessary) “I don’t want to dye it! I like it! I want to wash it!” Bah.
So we found one I liked and it cost ….£7.50. £7.50!! How many do you get for that?
“Well I have had mine since last September and it’s still going strong”
I did cast a small side-eye at her lime green hair and wondered if a little more frequent shampooing might not have gone amiss but I generously put this to one side and decided to give it a go.
“Come, over to the tills then Lovely”! Arrrgh. I’ll let you know how I get on.
I was also disappointed this week to find out that I have been unable to pass on my frugal and environmentally friendly habits to my offspring. At a reunion meal this week both told me that neither of them had a washing-up bowl in their respective showers – nor did they intend to. Well, it’s your loss. HOH and I reduced our water bill by around £70 a month by converting to a meter and my trusty washing-up bowl water saving habit has been a very important part of that. (That and the “If it’s yellow – let it mellow” philosophy) You try to bring your kids up properly and then this happens.
Aged Parent had a visit from a nurse this week and she has said that she thinks AP needs more support (actually she said that this was important to do because she felt that I needed support as well, which kind of made my bottom lip wobble – as I always think that medical professionals are going to say – she’s your mum – get on with it). We await the verdict from the next health professional in the line.
Meanwhile, her friend had a romantic setback this week.
AP…………J has been on the dating website again.
Me……….Oh, did she meet anyone?
AP……….Well yes but, as I told her – they talk on the phone and then when they see you in the flesh….. well (Shrugs shoulders in “what can I tell you” fashion)
Me……….Mum. That’s quite rude.
AP……….Well, this one arranged to meet up with her. He talked to her for two minutes – then walked off. So she said “I thought you were taking me to lunch”? and he said “I just remembered – I have to mow my lawn” Make of that what you will.
Have a good week