Taking the Risk.

There’s a possibility that I might go to the Prize Produce Show at the village hall tomorrow. I’m not at all sure yet, but just in case I thought I should take a second shower this month.

I don’t believe in bathing, you see. I’m convinced it washes away the essential oils and leaves you susceptible to such conditions as typhoid, dysentery and necrophilia.

At the same time, however, I felt it would be impolite of me to turn up smelling like the stuff the contestants put on their Produce to make it Prize, so a second shower was had. Just. I feel ill already.