Two things have been gnawing at me today. When, and this is the first, will the Daily Mail print something vaguely responsible and without innuendo ?

Their uniquely joyless vision of life gets me down but at the same time, irritates me to high heaven. Give me a free one on the metaphor mixing there, but that's what the DM does to me.

In the spaces when I've not been pondering that, I've been turning this over: why do some women put hand cream on the back of their hands first, but others put it on their palms? Put me out of my misery on this one please.