The (bad?) Haircut

This was the first time I came home and actually sobbed because of my hair – it looked alright but was just a lot shorter than I had maybe asked for. Trainee hairdresser, thanks for telling me. My dads words of kindness upon arrival were ‘don’t be so silly, pick up that tea towel and do the drying up. Then go and watch the thick of it’. I obliged and I actually felt better. Letting Malcom Tucker do the being-angry for you is rather stress relieving.


One thought on “The (bad?) Haircut

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s