dish washing liquid

And what is there to tell? Otger had an ugly splinter in his hand, getting it out required some cutting. I gave him a piece of wood to bite on and some whisky to drink. No, I didn't. And I went to the corner store for dish washing liquid. Before I reached the corner I had already told three different neighbours I was on my way to buy dish washing liquid. That's our street for you, a person cannot walk out of it without being asked where she is going. They are seriously saving my life though, these people. Pulling me out of my lonely existence.