Haircut

The barber’s card machine wasn’t working and I didn’t have any cash so he told me to come back whenever. Does that mean this haircut is only on loan? I actually went back at half four but he had already closed despite the sign saying he was open until five. Can’t blame the fella, it was sticky hot and he has two pubs three minutes walk away. 

The long slow process of preparing to move saw us going through boxes of memorabilia this evening. I got ruthless and chucked out a lot of stuff relating to old jobs, as well as some old diaries. Now is the time to look forward not back. Or better still live in the glorious moment. On which topic:

This morning I danced in the kitchen to Baggy Trousers by Madness.