Thread: Sun - May 05th - Sat May 11th

Today was a new experience, first time with a Kamisori so I kept it clean and simple.

A quick progression on the 12k: 10/1, 7/1, 5/1, 3/1

Prep: Cold face wash
Strop: Illinois #827
Soap: SRD Opus X
Razor: Silk Bird (now know to me as the Lazy Buzzard Thanks to Hirlau)
Post: Alum
A/S: Givenchy Pi

It is a misty morning. Wet and warm. I see how the grass grows.
The stubble on my face were cut.

Wednesday morning:



L´Occitanne Cadé Shaving Soap (i love her)
Morris & Forndran black Lee 7
unknown Kamisori
Le Pere Pelletier Vetiver Aftershave

The very handy razor did a great job.

Have a nice day!

Good morning Gentlemen,

-Dovo Best Quality, 6/8"
-Omega 48
-C&E Nomad Soap
-Old Spice White Water, After Shave Lotion + 444 Gel

Prep: Hot shower
Brush: Martinez' Custom: Chess King w/ 26mm silver tip badger
Soap: Truefitt & Hill: Luxury Shaving Soap
Strop: Tony Miller Heirloom tri-strop (3x25)
Razor: Henckels Friodor 8/8 Spanish point w/ mammoth ivory scales
ASB: Caswell-Massey Number Six

Just a few hours behind my desk, then it looks like it's going to be a nice afternoon / evening at the range.

Originally Posted by Cangooner

Just think how GOOD it will feel when you do nail it!

Yeah, I know, thing is I'm not sure I ever will. Sometimes I convince myself I can hone and then I convince myself it was just an accident, and my hair is girly girly softy softy sparse hair, and others would laugh, and maybe laugh AND point at my 'bevels'...

Originally Posted by lotse

...unknown Kamisori...

Nice patination on that!

Cut my neck a little today, just a little tiny nick maybe; as there was no blood whatsoever. Great superlather was made with Musgo real Orange Amber and Crabtree and Evelyn Nomad…

Anyway, last night I went to bed thinking about the speech I have to write for my son’s wedding in a few month's time At a particular point in time I jumped out of bed and scribbled some ideas. Here’s the story:

Several years ago Aaron, my eldest son; now 22 (then 15 or so), and my younger son (now 15 and then 8) went camping to our favourite place on earth; Deep Creek. While we were there we drove to the coastal area looking over to Kangaroo Island, to a beach named Morgan’s beach. On that beach were small pebbles. Half of the beach was covered in them. The boys were a little bored, but I was in tune with my surroundings, so I decided to engage them in an activity. I told them that amongst all the millions of pebbles on this particular beach there was one that spoke to them; that was ‘their’ pebble. They had to find that pebble. It had to speak to them. If they chose a pebble and saw a ‘better’ one later they could not discard the original pebble chosen. We all found our pebble. Later, back at the campfire while having a beer, I suggested we play a little game where we HAD to carry that pebble EVERYWHERE for the duration of the camping trip. Everywhere. And if someone took out their pebble, each of us must show our own, and tap it against the challenger’s pebble. If one was found to be WITHOUT his pebble, at ANY time, he then could be told to do ANY task for the challenger; washing dishes, making a cup of tea, sweeping out the tent; anything. We spent the next few days trying to catch each other without our pebbles. We bathed with them, slept with them; ensured they were with us constantly. We heard the 'tap tap tap' of our pebbles on each other's pebbles. We had fun with this simple game. I said to Aaron “Years from now, I’m going to be standing at the alter as you get married, and Joel will be there too; and I’m going to pull this pebble from my pocket and you’ll remember this weekend and laugh; and maybe cry a little…”

I still have the pebbles.

So, now the time has come to write a wedding speech for Aaron. I started along the lines of “There exists another person who is a match for each of us (blah, blah, blah) just like that day at the beach when Aaron found that pebble (blah, blah, blah), etc etc. I planned a slide show. It would be great.

Lately, though, I’ve thought that’s a bit ‘hackneyed’ a bit overdone. And it suggests Aimee, Aaron’s bride, had no say in the whole deal when 'chosen'.

So, last night I was thinking how to still use the pebble thing and meld it with something else…

That’s when I jumped out of bed and started scribbling (Swan ‘50’s fountain pen, Noodler’s Purple ink). I thought along the lines of relaying the first part of the story, and then saying that as I stood there earlier (the speech is of course at the reception after the wedding ceremony) that I had pulled my pebble from my pocket and Aaron didn’t have his.

“So now I get to decide what task he shall do” I say.

“Do I ask him (I continue in the speech) to wash my car, mow the lawns, clean out the gutters?”

A few laughs from the ‘audience’. I continue

“Do I ask him to paint the house?”

“What? What should I ask him to do? Maybe something more positive? Read a book I have loved? Visit the art gallery with me? Ask him to discuss religion, politics and philosophy with me so he ‘gets’ what I ‘get’ exactly as I ‘get’ it?

What would YOU ask your son or daughter to do if you could?” I ask.

The ‘audience’ are thinking now.

"What sort of things would you want to pass on if this ‘punishment’ for not having a pebble on one’s person was more positive than punitive?"

“To love and to be loved” I say.

“Surely there is nothing else?”

Pictures from that actual day on the beach are below, they, and photos we actually took of the pebbles will form the slide show…What do you think? Do I have the start of a speech or is it silly?

That's a very touching story Carl, and very unlike the typical male Aussie we in the northern hemisphere have come to know, your sensitive side certainly suits you.

Jamie.

Originally Posted by celticcrusader

That's a very touching story Carl, and very unlike the typical male Aussie we in the northern hemisphere have come to know, your sensitive side certainly suits you.

Jamie.

Ta, yeah, I'm no typical Aussie. My wife still gives me shit for crying during The Lion King at the movies...

What a way to start the day! The Buddel continues to impress every single time I use it. I've never even had to touch up the edge, and yet I was left nearly CBS after a single pass. This is one fine piece of steel. And of course, anytime that I pull it out, I am drawn to use the other luxuries in my den. Today was no exception!

Buddel in Suminagashi | Thäter 2-Band | La Toja | Sulwhasoo | Patou Pour Homme

Having fun with Japan (and a fan)