Saturday, 28 July 2007

Not the hairdressers

Squirrel's cut her own hair.

Dig's been in charge, while I haul Shark off to the library to borrow Teach Yourself German in preparation for Sasha's visit next week. Dig being in charge of children means go back in the office and ignore them, even when they cut their own hair, then not notice anything has changed, even when there is evidence of hair cutting having taken place, or when there is a bald patch at the top of Squirrel's head where her hair used to be.

Well if you can't beat them, join them.

I've hacked off a good few inches today all the way round. Probably except for the back bit, which I can't see. No-one's noticed. And if they have, no-one's said.

1 comment:

Michelle said...

You found some scissors then?