Weston's Mark Cox advises onhow to avoid a leathery bottom
This morning I was rudely woken by Teddy the dog licking biscuit crumbs off my face. I can only assume I’d been sleep eating again. Lockdown is obviously affecting everyone in different ways.
Once washed and dressed I headed into the garden to enjoy a light breakfast before starting the day’s work. It was during my breakfastations when my neighbour started chatting to me over the top of the fence.
Without warning or provocation, Pam told me that she had a dark, leathery and sunken bottom. I tried really hard to not create a mental picture of my neighbour’s leathery bottom but it was too late, the image was formed.
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