This week, due to an enormous dust cloud coating my home, clothes and possessions (including child and dog), it has felt particularly important that I have something nice to wash with.
To clarify, I don't live in a desert or next to a volcano - although a full-rewire of a Victorian house is arguably its own natural disaster. But whether or not you relate to these specific circumstances, I'm sure you've felt the weight of domestic chaos and resultant need for clarity and calm. Enter: the shower.
