My favourite horse chestnut...

...blipped on my way to have my hair cut - I always used to mark the change of seasons by it, as I passed it every day on my way to work.
Bit of a cock-up on the hair cutting front - I went for 10.30, as my appointment card said, but I was in the book for 11.30... I wondered why Emma gave me a funny look when I wandered in, and there were four others in chairs in various stages of hairwashing and cutting! I wasn't pushed to be anywhere else, so I just waited and read a magazine - we decided we'd blame Jackie, since she wasn't there...