Evening all, I was thinking about yous this afternoon as I was walking to my hairdresser, a NON stood next to me at the pedestrian crossing. (No it's true! There's a Catholic cathedral close to where I live.) Vinny there was a (somewhat academic!) catfight brewing regarding the proNONciation of the word 'none'. It looked for a while there like Robinia and jno were going to get into the mud. (Robi and jno, would you...? We wanna make Vinny stay don't we!) Too bad you weren't here last week, hippie, both Lottie and I were running around topless due to sore ribs.
Where was I...? Oh, at the pedestrian crossing, on my way to the hairdresser. My last haircut was a disaster so I'm basically just trying to get back to the way it used to be. She's the best hairdresser I've ever had, don't know what got into her, last time. Why do hairdressers lose it on a regular basis.
Thanks all for all of your kind wishes. I'm terrified of maneuvering the travelling bag (ribs/muscles not really any better) but I'm glad I'm going, feels like the right thing to do, after all. Lottie do try to stay upright - I need a rib-healing role model!
<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xKQAm6ml
yCk">My
hairdresser's cousin's band...</a> - he's the lead singer.