It was the bane of my Sunday mornings as a child. My mum would come into the living room – where I’d usually be enthralled by Sabrina The Teenage Witch on the television – with a green bottle of Dabur ...

Hair oiling is one of those things most of us grew up with, whether we liked it or not. Grandma’s champi on a Sunday afternoon, mum warming oil on the gas before wash day, that strong whiff of coconut ...