Q. Oh, what a blessing is the humble antiseptic wipe. A small square of purity that can remove all traces of gluttony. Recently I have found myself irrevocably drawn to Britain’s favourite cobbler based chemist to purchase packet after rustling plastic packet of these lemon scented hygiene pads. In fact, I’m a little concerned that I might be going a little overboard as there is a cupboard in my kitchen that is a health and safety hazard due to how many I’ve crammed in there.
But why? You may ask. There are so many more congenial things to spend one’s money on.