Tag: BO

• 130: DEODORANT

  ‘Do you have any deodorant I can borrow?’ I ask Lizzie, as we both empty the dishwasher in the kitchen. ‘I’ve run out.’ It’s about ten a.m., on a midsummer morning. It’s sunny and warm and – deodorant-less as I am – I’m worried my armpits might start getting smelly soon. ‘I don’t use deodorant…

  piersclifton

  30th Aug 2026

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