I had a call from a nice South American lady the other day, working for Movistar, Bless her. She said that, since I had the phone, mobile phone and Internet package, I was due the TV 'Movistar plus' deal with eighty channels. So, the next day, a man arrives and puts in the digibox doodad connected to an old TV I had in the attic.
I'm not much of a TV person, but well, if it's free, it's free, right?
So last night, I watched some TV for once. Some American 'soaps'. And, keeping vaguely in the theme, almost all the adverts were about 'perfumes' for ladies and indeed gents (usually shown in English with subtitles). Who would have guessed that there was such a demand for these products? Alarmingly, the thrust of the adverts was, in the men's case, that a heavy squirt across the abs is enough to get a splendid-looking lady to acquiesce to any idea one might have... Cor!
Until now, I've always gone with soap and talc... and lonely nights in Mojácar pueblo: but now, doused in perfume, this will be changing.