<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Cottonwool on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/cottonwool/</link><description>Recent content in Cottonwool on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Tue, 02 May 2006 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/cottonwool/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Fibreglass Mummy</title><link>/stories/2006/05/02/fibreglass-mummy/</link><pubDate>Tue, 02 May 2006 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2006/05/02/fibreglass-mummy/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;When I was told to clean myself inside and out I knew
some long term mummification was possibly coming up.
We both had a week off from work, time for some real long term
wrapping. I lost the toss and my
wife started by wrapping between my fingers and toes with cotton wool.
Then she wrapped my legs separately and then pushed them together and
wrapped a thin layer to hold them together.
Then came the wrapping of my arms, which were fixed to the side of my
body. My whole body was beginning to look like a cotton wool mummy.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>