A bit of spit and polish was called for this week as I was chauffeuring the missus and one of the grande dames of NZ ceramics to the NZ Academy of Fine Arts. They both have work in a current exhibition.
Though they're smells I love, I didn’t want the car fumed with turpentine and linseed oil for a one hour journey each way. So, I needed something else to spruce up the wood-paneling.
I don’t know how old this bottle is but the potion has a warm, inoffensive scent and it brings up the thirsty, dull grain a treat.
I don’t know how old this bottle is but the potion has a warm, inoffensive scent and it brings up the thirsty, dull grain a treat. I remember the indoor furniture polish from childhood so it’s been around awhile. An online search reveals they’ve been making the stuff since 1946. New bottle, same wonder gunk.