As I made my way to the railway station for the journey to Marie Claire Live last weekend, a sudden thought whacked me around the head and near halted my stride ‘I need hand cream’.
Perfectly ordinary thought, and possibly not deserving of such a lightening bolt mention.
Apart from the fact I have a bunch of hand creams at home. In every room of the house. And in my several work bags, and in Mr S15S's car (though weirdly not mine; must amend that once I’ve finished uploading my post).