Keen, clean, careful, cr*p!

Having boys, of whatever age, is a constant source of amusement if one has the calmness and patience to stand back and watch them. 

This is a classic. For some reason Mr H wanted a cut throat razor. I recall at his age I wanted one too. I don't know what it is - something to do with mythology and mystic. The skills of an age past maybe.

They may give a better shave than a safety razor in skilled hands. In the hands of the novice I fear they are more likely to live up to their name.

So here is Mr H practising on the disappearing balloon! 

The shaving foam goes everywhere by the way.