As it is still widdling down and you seem to be enjoying the 'playful and nonchalant thread' I thought you might like this. In my early ( I must have been about 12)grown up book reading days in search of general literary naughtiness I snuck a book that I now think was probably a Mills and Boon out of the library and I remember reading the heroine swooned when met with the hero's 'iron grey temples and heavenly wrists'. Its stuck with me- ever come across a phrase you cant shake from dreadful fiction.
Being quizzed by chemist's assistant in Boots.
