It always used to be aftershave. Now, some manufacturers call it post shave. I can't think why. I'll always think of it as aftershave no matter what the manufacturer calls it.
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Personally I'm more likley to use a pre-shave. But the stuff my uncle used will always be aftershave.
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>>call it post shave<<
That's what you have when reversing through a gate way, isn't it?
Pat
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No - that's a close shave.
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Reminds me, must shave this week. Bank holiday has thrown me.
:-)
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Not being familiar with either product I looked them up.
After-shave is alcohol-based, with fragrance, and tends to dry the skin.
Post-shave is an oil-based moisturiser.
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I wear once-white shoes, bangles and necklaces but I don't wear scent. 'The great smell of Brut splash-on...' it's good that most people wash these days but there's no need to over-egg the pudding.
Hanging about outside some political venue in London in the late sixties with other hacks, I was oppressed by the blast of aftershave that accompanied some nasty little geezers in dark suits and shades as they jumped out of their limo, the representatives of some fascist government, Portugal's I think (it has improved since then). I imagine Argentinians are just as bad. Go on, call me a bigot.
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>> the blast of aftershave that accompanied some nasty little geezers in dark suits and shades as >> they jumped out of their limo, the representatives of some fascist government
'All the perfumes of Arabia cannot sweeten this little hand...'
Lady Macbeth
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>> Go on, call me a bigot.
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Note the institutional heightism - "nasty little geezers". We all do it - we get our groceries delivered by a little man from the village, I was stopped by a little man selling tickets, etc. :)
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Heh heh... and the institutional nastyism. After all some of them may have been quite agreeable at home, if you were a fascist too...
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Come on Lud, I'm sure you can confess to a dab of Patchouli oil.....
The memories of that smell rank along with Castrol R and speedway shale.
Pat
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>> confess to a dab of Patchouli oil.....
Certainly not Pat. Girls used to wear it in the hippy sixties though. Smells very like good Moroccan hash.
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No no no no, Lud, bikers used to wear it on their denim cut offs to go to Monsters of Rock:)
I did anyway!
Pat
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>> 'The great smell
>> of Brut splash-on...'
Ask 'Enry.
Boxing Day football was always a laugh - blokes who haven't been to a football match in ages were effective chased out the house by the females of the clan who were going to enjoy a nice afternoon of watching TV and gossiping. (The same wenches who'd insisted they 'splash it on all over' after the morning shave).
So the stadium and surrounding boozers had a distinct whiff of Brut/Old Spice/Blue Stratos.
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>> Reminds me, must shave this week.
Shave? Is that what men who have to work do?
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.... off Zero ! ( fill in any expletive of your choice )
:-)
Patchouli wearing weekend hippy chicks made your beer go flat. Some kind of chemical reaction.
Last edited by: Humph D'Bout on Wed 9 May 12 at 17:25
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Beer wasn't the drink of choice though.
Pat
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True though, if some girls in love beads and afghan coats, smothered in patchouli came in to the pub the beer went flat. Not a lot of people know that. I know some who used to dress up like that who are establishment grandmothers now.
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I know some who are blokes now;)
Pat
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>> >> Reminds me, must shave this week.
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>> Shave? Is that what men who have to work do?
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Not for the last thirty years! ;-)
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Ok, confess! Anybody ever use this stuff? Or Brylcreem?
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I confess to still liking Brut/Old Spice. I suppose it takes me back 40 years to me flares and Beatle jacket. I had hair then too. My recent facial growth is nicely white and I'm starting to resemble Captain Haddock. Saving a bomb on razors too.
Flavour of the last ten years has been Penhaligons ' English Fern' .....not that it's done me any good......if you know what I mean, nudge nudge.
Ted
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Try Thierry Mugler's "Amen" Ted. You'll be beating them off with a stick. Use very sparingly if you're going on that tram on pension day !
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HeHe, Humpy, I couldn't risk it....there's a secondary school round the corner and I can't have the girls thronging round my front door at chucking out time.
I'd be in big trouble !
Ted
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Since everyone is confessing, I will confess that I once owned a pot of Brylcreem, the biggest seller of the several pomades available in the forties and fifties when teenagers were always combing their hair. I suppose I was 14 or 15. Didn't use much of it. It was gloopy stuff and got all over everything. And it failed to give me the straight authoritative sort of English hero barnet I wanted it to give me.
Pomades were widely used by teenage boys in those days. Shining cowlicks were legion.
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We all had Brylcreem moments AC....I bet even Rattle will have dabbled ! Me ? Never got on with after shaves of any sort, good quality shaving foam/cream that's all.
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Arghhh! = somebody had to didn`t they?
>>Or Brylcreem?
The ole-fella used to smother us kids in it every morning before we were packed off to school. "it`s raining it`ll help keep your hair dry"!
The trouble we got into off the teachers, the detentions, the bullying from other kids, was unbelievable, just because we smeared our books and theirs, and everything else we touched with grease!
Our hair was that greasy we couldn`t tell whether it was wet or dry!
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