Punctuate that title as you will, depending on how much of a bogan you think I am. 😉
It’s not often I get my hair cut. In fact, my hairdresser was amazed last week when I Waltzed my Matilda into the local salon, because it had been less than 6 months since she’d last seen me. I’m surprised she even recognises me at all some years.
Nonetheless, I did promise the last time I had my hair cut that I’d be in within the next 6 months. By Lucifer, did I keep my word! It was cut last Thursday, pretty much the same as before but about 2.5cm shorter (an inch to you old farts).
Now when I put it up I need a hair slide for the back. I might as well get an undercut next time. 😉
What say you?
Sohpie Dahl better watch herself when I land in London.
And to your left, a rare glimpse into what can only be described as a rarity in these wild forests…Bedroomius Flooriana.
I haven’t seen this much of my room since I was 12.
Pretty peach tree update:
Millions of peaches – peaches for me!
Gratuitous Oscar photo
That concludes me update.
See you on the flip flop, or thong, as we Aussies say.