Saving the World, One Shave at a Time.

RAZORS RAZORS EVERYWHERE!!

Ive been shaving since I was about 13 years old, and I’ve used my fair share of blades.  Disposable, ones with 2 blades, 3 blades, 5 blades – all of them with the ability to serve a crappy shave, and charge me for the privilege.

IMG_20170729_134935It was whilst considering my plastic foot print that I realised I go through about 2 blades a week, and dispose of these un-recyclable blades straight into the trash.

This equates to over 100 blades a year… none of which could be recycled.  Over the lifetime so far, I have used over 2500 blades and razors which can’t be broken down into parts for recycling easily.

I remember as a child watching my granddad use a wonderful razor blade, a shaving brush and a shaving soap, and never ever using a disposable blade.  So I decided to take the plunge and purchase my first safety razor blade handle and blades.

This has to have been the most daunting purchase of my life.  I was about to move away from using multi blade, disposable blades, to a new, single blade heavy weight razor which I would have to put together by myself each time I needed a new blade..

So here are my findings, and what I think all men (and women) need to do in order to break free of the gimmick of disposable blades.

 

It’s been a while…

awesome place

Diary of a Dazed Dad

So my wife and I finally managed to get away for a few days.!

We spent a week in the wonderful city of Mumbai in India without our 3 year old.

Like many couples with young kids it’s off in a fighting battle to maintain some sense of balance in your relationship whilst managing a young child.

I think we were very grateful to have had a few days to ourselves to reconnect and just be us!
The city has such a beauty and vibrancy about it that I cannot explain, but my last visit in ‘94 when I was just 15 is still memorable and I can see why.

We spent a few days in Chembur, a large district in central Mumbai and then moved on to Juhu Beach at the JW Marriott hotel – perhaps one of the most amazing hotels I’ve stayed in – ever.

Needless to…

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It’s been a while…

So my wife and I finally managed to get away for a few days.!

We spent a week in the wonderful city of Mumbai in India without our 3 year old. 

Like many couples with young kids it’s off in a fighting battle to maintain some sense of balance in your relationship whilst managing a young child.

I think we were very grateful to have had a few days to ourselves to reconnect and just be us!
The city has such a beauty and vibrancy about it that I cannot explain, but my last visit in ‘94 when I was just 15 is still memorable and I can see why. 

We spent a few days in Chembur, a large district in central Mumbai and then moved on to Juhu Beach at the JW Marriott hotel – perhaps one of the most amazing hotels I’ve stayed in – ever. 

Needless to say, we both missed our son immensely, however we loved each minute of being together and exploring the beauty of this treasured city. 

Things l’d like my Son to know 

Things I want my son to know. Lesson #12 – Have Courage, But don’t be afraid to cry.

“Big Boys Dont Cry”is something I used to hear a lot when I was growing up.

When I was 22, my granddad died peacefully in his sleep. He was someone I loved so much, someone who taught me the art of DIY, allowed me to drive his cars all the time, sit with him and play with him.

I remember getting the news at about 3am when I heard the house phone ring, and I immediately sensed he was gone, and it was confirmed by my mum’s crying. I jumped up in bed and burst into tears. My dad walked past, knocked on the door and saw me crying and said “Let it out now, but be strong when you get to the house” but there was no time. Granddad lived 3 doors from us, so I quickly got changed and had to dry my eyes and “be strong” for my family. Continue reading