Today the Serious Delinquent came home from galavanting across the country. For which I was truly grateful. She was as good as her promise and came round with the clippers and scissors as soon as I asked. You see, this morning I woke at 4am with my scalp on fire and my head dully throbbing. I dozed until a more civilised time and then lifted my head off the pillow with some trepidation. There were definitely more hairs there than usual. By the time I had my morning bath, the water was beginning to resemble hair soup. So the locks had to go.
So far, I feel ok about this. As soon as the bulk of my hair was gone, my headache lifted. And now, there will be no more looking to see if I have less hair. It is gone. It is no more. It is an ex hair do. Tomorrow I shall begin messing about with head coverings. For now, I shall just be relieved that my head does not appear to be too lumpy.