Cotton, fluff, skin, gunk, passing debris, roman coins, Lord Lucan...

... all these things were found in the creases of my son's neck and arm pits, which has only just come to light in view of his absolute loathing of having his arms moved and neck washed. I couldn't believe how dirty he was!

OK I lied about the coins and Lord Lucan.

Plus, having shaved his head a couple of weeks ago we are now having regrowth resembling Velcro and as such absolutely *everything* is sticking to his head - he has so many feathers currently dotted all over he could pass for a chicken. Might turn him upside down and try and use him as a hoover tomorrow. Could work wonderfully - let him earn his keep...