Sunset over The Trossachs
The big excitement this morning was the local council appearing outside our gate to fill in the potholes, a job desperately needed doing, for the whole road.
Apparently there is roaring trade amongst bootleg hairdressers, as women demand immaculate haircuts for zoom meetings and parties.
What nonsense! I thought, surely it’s not that difficult to snip a bit of hair off? So I gave myself a do-it-yourself haircut today.
Lets say I am glad we are in lockdown and I shall certainly not be doing any zoom parties or meetings for some time.
(PS. Know any bootleg hairdressers in the Stirling area?)