Who taught you to Shave? (One for the 45-55 year olds)

[blackmetallic]

Funnily enough neither needed defluffing

Nope you’re the scouse hater banned from the football thread for your bigotry


Suffering succotash that’s my persec blown then

I wasn't banned from the fitba thread for bigotry, that thread is actually full of it.

So, apropos this thread, what do you shave with?

 

[solomon88]

I was given one of these Philips razors when teenage bum fluff started to look ridiculous. No instruction at all but it didn't really need any. Switch on and rub it around. I liked the mirror in the metal case, and the little cleaning brush, but as a razor it wasn't very good. Four AA batteries IIRC, and when they ran down it would stall on the stubble, quite painful!

I soon moved on to the Gillette with replaceable twin blade unit. Tried a conventional safety razor, then settled on disposables.

 

[blackmetallic]

I was given one of these Philips razors when teenage bum fluff started to look ridiculous. No instruction at all but it didn't really need any. Switch on and rub it around. I liked the mirror in the metal case, and the little cleaning brush, but as a razor it wasn't very good. Four AA batteries IIRC, and when they ran down it would stall on the stubble, quite painful!

I soon moved on to the Gillette with replaceable twin blade unit. Tried a conventional safety razor, then settled on disposables.

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What, there was no phone box with a mirror nearby?

 

[Wader 2]

Mrs Wader bought me a shaving lesson (at aged 60).

It was at Trumpers in Curzon Street. Even a glass of whiskey afterwards. Sadly no whiskey now.

 

[Richard Headicus]

At school we used electric razors, and my father always used an electric. I’m pretty sure I learned to use a wet razor from my grandfather.
Slight drift, but I was in the UK a couple of weeks ago and popped into Boots for a new styptic pencil.
My request was met with completely blank looks from the staff, including a pharmacist, and a ‘what’s that for’. Same thing at Supadrug, Tesco and Coop.

I told them it was alum and used to stem bleeding, but still blank looks.

Not going into 'four Yorkshire' mode...but. SWMBO going into hospital and I'm asked what meds she's on. Tells them, and being an auld sod, forgets one. Catches the nurses eye to tell her, *vagifem, but no comment. About 10 minutes later I'm approached by aforementioned nurse and doctor. I couldn't believe it when I'm asked "What's vagifem?"!!! FFS, they had enough time to google it!

* To save anyone being paranoid, it's safe to google, and it's not Rick Astley either!!

ETA Self taught.

 

[Richard Headicus]

we dont need to see your Pubes!

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[Richard Headicus]

Well obviously I don't have a beard, so I can't answer this one sensibly.

If we were talking legs, I'd have answered from a Gillette Venus advert when they first came out.

Don't you? Interesting!

 

[Montysdouble]

I started shaving after a teacher call me a hairy mong,that was a tough kindergarten. My dad taught me how to shave and I likewise taught my son.

 

[Pagan-Image]

I am rather glad its not just me!

 

[putteesinmyhands]

I'm 65 so haven't added to the poll. I was self-taught at age 6. I had a toy shaving set comprising a plastic safety razor, brush, soap and a small plastic bottle filled with a foul-smelling liquid. Stood next to dad so we could shave together.

Then, one day, when Dad wasn't in, I borrowed his razor. Sluggy would have been proud of my face-slicing prowess.

 

[Robsa68]

Warning this post is traumatically etched into my memory to the degree I remember it vividly, almost verbatim. May cause flash backs to persons who may have similar experiences.

Dad came home from work on my 14th birthday mid 1980s. Puts his snap bag on the table and pulls out three items of torture.
A Gillette twist top razor and blades.
An erasmic shaving stick.
A culmak shaving brush.
With the informative instructions -
"Sort your manky, spotty grid out brute!" ( He always called me brute, never found out why.)
Repose to the bathroom and stare in bemusement at the off white,chalky greaseproof paper wrapped erasmic, shaving brush and razor.
What do i do?
Shouted down the stairs for instructions.
" Wet your fizog,rub the stick on your stubble and scrub it with the wet brush. Then scrape it off with the razor."

What could go wrong?

We'll, after nearly loosing the end of a finger taking the tw*ting blade out of the paper and using half a roll of andrex to stop the flow I finally got round to it. I managed to make a lather (even though I had no stubble just a pathetic patchy fluff.) that looked like the drool that an excited Labrador makes eating a rawhide chew.

Let the carnage begin.

I looked like I'd gone through a car windscreen at 60mph.

Mum went absolutely f*cking Tonto because I'd got blood on her best towels.
Came down stairs with approximately 67 bits of bog roll stuck on my cuts. ( I'd seen them do it for comedic effect on TV). My face is now redder than Rudolph the rednosed reindeers bellend.

" Now you need to splash a bit of aftershave on brute" said the oracle, he nipped upstairs and came down with one of those hai karate box sets that someone had bought him about 10years previously and promptly stuck it in the back of the wardrobe.

Pouring the holy elixir of pulling bints with too much green eyeshadow into my palm I did as Henry Cooper advised and ' splashed it all over'
Two things happened simultaneously.
1- hai karate smells terrible.

2- my face is immediately in utter pergatory. It couldn't have hurt more if I'd tried to put out the napalm on that Vietnamese girls back with my chin.

Dad shouts up stairs asking if I've trapped my ballsack in the door because I'm screaming so much.

I'm obviously some kind of weirdo because I've done it everyday of my life since. ( Just not with the hai karate, no one is that depraved.)

 

[Robsa68]

For your perusal, here is the aforementioned device.