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50 practical tips to save you half a lifetime

When I was 16 I didn’t want agony-aunt advice on sex and love, but real advice on spots and shaving – like this . . .

Dear Sir. Dear Madam. Dear me.

As a lamentation rather than a greeting, “dear me” occurred as I flicked through a clever book (proceeds to the Elton John Aids Foundation) recommended by my colleague Libby Purves. “Dear Me — a letter to my sixteen-year-old self” is an anthology of letters to themselves from a range of famous people. Some are moving, some self-pitying, some funny, many patronising, and a few verbose. All are intriguing.

But most suffer from the same defect. They are not informative. Brimming with agony-auntish counselling on the meaning of life, love, tragedy, ambition, sex or friendship, these missives are typical of the sort of advice teenagers actually do receive all the time from well-meaning adults — and much to their exasperation. When I was a youth I didn’t need an earnest disquisition on the nature of homosexuality: I needed advice on spots, a short course in shaving, a warning off cheap deodorants and the name and address of the nearest gay bar.

I have taken years — often decades — to acquire practical knowledge that, if only someone had told me earlier, could have saved half a lifetime of inconvenience, frustration and wasted time. The wisdom that, in The Graduate, the young Benjamin (Dustin Hoffman) received from his father’s friend — that he should go into plastics — deserves better consideration than a whole volume of beatitudes.

So I’ve been composing the letter from my 60-year-old self that would have been of some real use at 16: things I wish I’d known earlier. “Dear Me . . .

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“. . . Socks: buy ten pairs of black cotton socks and ten woollen; and stick to black for the rest of your life, saving hundreds of hours trying to match odd socks.

Knots: these tend to tighten under tension: compression can loosen them; so to unpick, push rather than pull apart, first stiffening up the cord by twisting with (not counter to) the cord’s existing twist.

Shaving: except when the stubble is very heavy, shave against rather than with the lie of the beard.

Port can cause a ghastly hangover. Charged by a bullock, lunge: he’ll back off. But not a bull. Learn to distinguish. Bullocks have no balls.

A good-looking man always knows this; there are no shy, modest Adonises, waiting to be discovered by you. Few people are genuinely unaware of any great talent they possess. Bloodstains can be removed by pouring boiling water through (not over) the cloth. Candle wax really can be ironed out of clothes or rugs by ironing between sheets of newspaper.

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Generally speaking, a worm won’t turn, or he already would have. Proceed on the working assumption that most people will carry on behaving as they’ve always behaved so far. Never fly to anywhere outside America via Miami.

There’s usually a reason why friendless people lack friends. Non-ferrous metals don’t trigger most security scanners, so don’t bother to empty your pockets of change. Never kid yourself you can make something of somebody; instead, find someone who’s making something of themselves, and help them, otherwise years can be expended trying to push the human equivalent of a wet end of spaghetti up a wall. If milk’s even a bit off, it’s off. Wasps really don’t sting unless attacked. Coffee grounds get everywhere.

Be brutal about wedding invitations: there are only so many Saturdays in your life. Squeezing spots really does aggravate the inflammation. All occasions on which women wear hats are utterly pointless. If you think you might be about to be sick, you are about to be sick: run to the loo. If you feel you might be about to faint, you will unless you drop to the floor immediately. Nothing in politics is more than 85 per cent certain.

Resolve now — now — never to iron a shirt in your life: make this your starting-point, your irreducible core, and find another way. Sick animals are almost always going to die. A struggling shrub or tree is usually beyond help. Mildew and fungal blights are impossible to eradicate. Violently boiling water isn’t any hotter than gently boiling water. Don’t think people aren’t going to notice dirty fingernails.

You can eradicate nettles but there’s no point attacking ground-elder. Rubbing nettle stings really does make them worse. People who say their first impressions are always right are people too pig-headed to revise them; first impressions can be wholly wrong. Never underestimate the pleasure that can be given by cancelling a party: busy friends love an unexpected diary window.

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Sex: don’t overlook the possibility that the other person is waiting for you to make the first move; and remember that no male, however indifferent to your charms, is actually offended by a pass being made at him, though he may be a little startled.

If practicable, carry heavy bags, cases or furniture on your head: much less strain.

If the first nail won’t hammer into a wall, the second won’t either. Never accuse someone of stealing unless you’re absolutely sure. Never return a gift. Never rescind an invitation. Never think that someone who might have expected to be included won’t notice they haven’t been. Buy wide-toed shoes, a size too big, go shoe-less whenever possible, and you’ll still have perfect feet at 60. Wash your hair with water and ban shampoo: this really works. Whenever contemplating taking out insurance, don’t — but deposit the amount of the premium in an earmarked savings account. You’ll almost certainly end up miles ahead.

When things stop working the natural human assumption that there’s a particular cause is frequently mistaken: often there are multiple causes in malign combination. Friends won’t volunteer criticism: you have to ask. Patent car-radiator-sealing fluids rarely solve the problem. You can walk away from bores: they’re used to this and develop thick skins.

When tossing and turning in an irrational half-awake state of insomnia, wake yourself up properly, switch on the light, get up and strip and remake your bed, then go back to bed.

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When cocking up a task, “stop; abort; start again” is usually better than trying to rectify. If you’re standing up to read newspapers you’re getting long-sighted: reading glasses can be obtained for £2; buy ten.

If, at a moment when any reasonable person would expect you to lose your cool completely, you instead don’t, and stay calm and collected, nobody present will ever forget this about you. In plumbing or siphoning, air-locks are often the problem, and run counter to the laws of physics.

By acting bravely we become brave; not the other way round. Never melt wax in a saucepan you hope to use again.