When I was younger, I could spend hours inspecting an ingrown hair on my leg. Now, I'm much too busy to look directly at my legs, to iron trousers to put on them or get them waxed, let alone apply moisturiser.
And still, my legs should consider themselves lucky. If I ever find the time to apply body cream, they’re first in line, while my poor scaly shoulders and stomach barely ever get a look in.
