Birthday goings on ('07 edition)

Yesterday was my birthday, during which I variously:

* Said "RSI be damned" and partook of some spinning:



* Received a lovely bunch of flowers through the post from mon frere:



* Went to Birmingham's Nature Centre, which is amazing. Though sadly our visit was coloured by the fact we had to report a newly-deceased sheep:
Them: "Are you sure? We get quite a lot of false alarms."
Us: "Well, it's lying on its back, with its eyes open, and is entirely rigid."

* Went to a rather hyped restaurant and had rather disappointing fare. However, when we realised that it would cost us £25 to eat pudding there, we decided to go to the supermarket and see how much pudding we could buy for £25 instead. That was fun.

* Got given this amazing handmade cake by my friends (unfortunately, we were so full - see above - that we didn't have room left to eat any yesterday):

Specially formulated to irritate me

We moved into a house that is evidently owned by people who watch a lot of Property Ladder, and had done the house up in order to sell it. Despite the fact that we were moving into a 'clean slate', so to speak, there was quite a bit of random crap left behind. Like the spare lightswitch, the individual match, the single dose of superglue in a twist-the-top-off tab (nifty!).

There was also something with this on the label:



What could it be, do you wonder? Something offering 'A Contemporary formulation for today's stressful life-style'. Medication? Homeopathic rememdies? A beverage (sounds like a strong alcohol, no?)?

No.

It's...


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Wait for it....



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(how big is your computer screen?)



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Hand wash.

Yes, 'contemporary' handwash, specially designed to wash away those stresses and strains...

Words. Fail. Me.