First attempt went to BH, who came home from an Ashburton chemist with the brush left. On closer inspection, this turned out to be a vibrating, disposable brush, powered by a battery somehow embedded in the handle. The brush also seemed to involve several different kinds of bristles, actually plastic prongs of various shapes and sizes. Not my sort of thing at all.
So the second attempt went to me at the Tavistock branch of Boots. I eventually found the rack of toothbrushes, but they all seemed to take the appearance of children's toys; not the sort of thing I wanted first thing in the morning at all. So off to ask the young man at the till, who explained, very unctuously, that he understood exactly how I felt and carried me back to the rack for a closer inspection. After a while he found something which was more or less a replica of what I had already: the bristles may not have come from a pig, but they were all bristle like and they were all the same shape and size, even if they were two tone. Sold. And very satisfactory it has proved too.
While BH is very happy with what has become her new toy.
With thanks to Filenet, now a more or less invisible division of IBM and once the inventor of a product called Panagon, for the blue tooth mug, rather heavy for its size. With the word 'Panagon' having started life as what the Californian marketing people called an empty vessel; a word which can be easily said and which is memorable - but which had no prior meaning. Just a vaguely mathematical association, entirely suitable for the purpose, from the 'agon' bit at the end.
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