I think I must be going through one of those times in your life when you just want to be slightly different to what you already are. Don’t get me wrong I’m not unhappy being me, in fact I think it is because I am so comfortable that I feel able to gently criticize myself. Perhaps what I am doing is giving myself a mental kick up the backside, and setting out on a journey of self-improvement. Some may say that at 30 I am having an almost mid life crisis!

The first port of call on my journey was M&S – new knickers, and a pair of sexy red sandals – guaranteed to make you feel ‘brand new’…and yes they helped.

Ladies (and gentlemen), I’m sure that I am not alone in having never tended to this little patch before. Previously preferring to have the natural look, or to be truthful, I have just never bothered to attend to ‘it’. Well times they are a-changing, and not being brave enough yet for waxing,, and not possessing any scissors sharp enough, I went on a mission to find a solution to the lost world!

Having seen recent adverts for the kind of instrument I required I hot footed it down to the back of the store, and stood for a while transfixed by the display of shaving and depilating instruments. There were nose hair trimmers, facial hair trimmers, beard trimmers, lady shavers, and those tortuous things that rip the hairs out of your legs (which I swore never again to use after an unpleasant experience with one when I was about 18!). I must have been looking perplexed, because I was approached by a young lady assistant (have you noticed how the staff in shops seem to be getting younger these days), who asked if she could help me find what I was looking for.

“I need one of those Bush Whackers, please”

There were 3 options for me to choose from in store, although I imagine that if you were to search the Internet you could find others too.

I could have chosen the Remington BKT2000 at £19.99, which is identical to the BKT1000, but for the fact that it is suitable for wet and dry use, and is rechargeable. The idea of doing this sort of work in the wet didn’t appeal. So I passed.

After making sure that I was alone – well it’s really not the sort of thing you want to do with an audience is it? – I set about familiarising myself with the trimmer. It was much smaller than I had imagined it to be, but it was a nice girly sort of pinky-purple. A rake through every draw in the house turned up the 2 AAA batteries that are required to set it in motion. I inserted them, flicked the on-off switch and hey presto a sweet little buzzing shaver thingy.

The trimmer has 5 cutting settings, easily adjustable by turning a little dial. You can also take off the blade guard for closer trimming. I started on the longest setting 5, and by the time I had got the 3 I think I had perfected the procedure. Setting 4 & 5 will not be getting much use by me. Now that I have done the deed I find I prefer the more ‘cropped look’.