That'll be me then...
I don't know about my mother's pancakes but I just wet my face with water from my hands while I feel for any stray hairs or patches with my fingers.
[SIZE="1"]Ah... You can't beat the cold steel and the badger. All this electrical rubbish, little wheels spinning around all over the place for callow youths and peach fluff, Not for a man's beard. Razor blades for men! I think we'll have this on number 9. If you're going to have a shave have a close one!
Tony Hancock, The Bedsitter, 1961.[/SIZE]