Saturday, November 24, 2007


No, I'm not talking about the 1960s musical. I'm talking about my own mop. Well, it was a mop. But now it's shorter, neater and definitely much cooler.

See, I had planned to grow it long, for our tenth wedding anniversary next August. It was down to my shoulder blades when we married, and Laetitia wanted me to grow it long again for our anniversary. I started growing it this term. But what with the warm humidity and the bother of looking after it and the way it falls out and makes a mess everywhere that I get hounded about because I'm too busy to clean it up, and with the way it blows in my eyes when I'm driving and tangles around my glasses and just plain looks messy most of the time… I decided I couldn't be bothered.

Besides, when my year 10 girls can do this to me, my hair is definitely too long!

1 comment:

Trish said...

I'm with Laetitia. Grow your hair long! Stuff the humidity! Stuff trying to make it look less messy! Hey, if I can put up with it, so can you!

I think it looks even cooler with your hair long! Ever considered contact lenses too?

You could be a rock star!