For years I would throw away a pair of rubber gloves every time they got a hole in them. In my case it's always the right one that goes first...that was until someone pointed out that you should keep the the good one and next time one goes just turn it inside out. Even those that leak I've found to be handy when polishing brass and silver [as part of my house sparkling duties elsewhere I hasten to add...sadly there is no family silver here at GBT!]
Arilx
The life and adventures of a mildly dotty old bird.
Friday, 16 May 2014
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