Creams of the crop Balms are crucial for winter’s dry skin woes
One of the most shameful crimes I ever committed was snooping inside my mother’s handbag. It’s not like I didn’t know the rules. When it came to family commandments, ‘never go into a woman’s handbag’ was up there with ‘thou shalt not hold a knife like a pen’. Even my father didn’t have the clearance levels to access that burgundy leather sack.
The handbag was a riddle, wrapped in a mystery, patrolled by 24-hour armed guard.