From Facbook
After washing my hair this morning
I couldn't be bothered, and didn't have time, to faff about with it so just
towel dried it a bit and let it be while I got dressed, Ferretfingers up and
out, etc.
When I next looked in the mirror it had fallen into its natural,
slightly left, parting.
I don't like too
much hair hanging around my face so I took a lock from the right and clipped it
to the top of my head with a long hairgrip.
Then I realised I'd arranged my
hair just how my Mum did when I was a tiny child.
Those
are my grandparents Alec and Bessie, and Mac the dog, at the Welsh family home.
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