Nothing, but the house I grew up in during the '80s and '90s was built in 1844, and had all sorts of things that had just been there for ages. One of these things was an ancient tin of tooth powder, next to the washbasin by the back door of the kitchen. This house gets its water from a cistern out the back door. I don’t know what the powder was supposed to be like when it was made, back in the '30s according to the tin, but by the time I saw the stuff, it had hardened into a rock. Like you’d need a chisel and mortar and pestle to actually use the stuff again. I suspect that happened due to years of sitting around.
I’ve never heard of toothpowder. What prevents people from scooping out a little bit and scrubbing their brush into that?
…that’s how we brushed with baking soda when i grew up: pour a little pile into your off hand, wet your brush, dip, scrub, repeat…
Nothing, but the house I grew up in during the '80s and '90s was built in 1844, and had all sorts of things that had just been there for ages. One of these things was an ancient tin of tooth powder, next to the washbasin by the back door of the kitchen. This house gets its water from a cistern out the back door. I don’t know what the powder was supposed to be like when it was made, back in the '30s according to the tin, but by the time I saw the stuff, it had hardened into a rock. Like you’d need a chisel and mortar and pestle to actually use the stuff again. I suspect that happened due to years of sitting around.
waste and inconvenience.