The Hub has just returned from a work trip to Ottawa, Canada. He had a really good trip and even managed to squeeze in an ice hockey match (Ottawa Senators v New York Rangers) and a visit to a museum. As he was chilling it in -14’C / 7’F [we were sweltering at 39’C / 102’F], he would have loved to have managed to bit of snowboarding, but logistically it didn’t work (there is no public transport to the slopes).
The only other thing he managed to do was to squeeze in a little gift shopping. He always finds something for the Barbarians (they got snow globes with Mounties, Ottawa Senators caps and maple lollies) and himself (the warm-up puck from the ice hockey game).
But not always me. I don’t ask for anything, or want anything, so it’s only if The Hub sees something that he really thinks is me, does he buy me anything. This trip he did see something, and he’s right, I love them.
I am now the proud owner of two cakes of Dam Soap: “Moose on the Loose” and “Pumpkin Spice and Everything Nice” flavours. It is artisan hand-made soap. I haven’t opened them yet because my nose is still recovering and I want to be able to enjoy their scent when I use them.