Ok call me Joe Tiger King. I have a serious amount of body hair, I’m a short back and sides kinda guy normally. Us Deakin’s do have very thick hair and so I have plenty on top right now and whilst not quite ready for a ponytail it’s inching worryingly closer!
The beard is definitely Father Christmas quality and the potential to earn a bit of extra cash at Christmas might be too much to pass up.
No, the beard will have to go, it was an interesting experiment while it lasted (I mean seriously what better time to see if a beard suits you than during a worldwide pandemic lockdown?) but really there is no excuse not to shave. The barnet however is a different matter. Short of me setting about it with the kitchen scissors I reckon I’m stuck with this until the barbers open again. It’s not the amount that bothers me if I’m honest, it’s how fluffy it goes, I wet down my hair as often as I wash my hands these days!
Imagine the queues at the barbers when Boris finally allows them to open. I don’t know about the rest of you but I will only enter a barbers shop if I can see that I’ll be done immediately, I don’t do waiting around well.
Still it could be worse fellas. Give a thought to the girlies, I reckon you will be able to count the number of blondes in Essex on one hand within a few weeks!
Oh I dunno, look at those kitchen scissors just sitting there, they are calling me, what could possibly go wrong…..
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Oi you start on the blondes of Essex and you might find that those scissors don’t get used on your hair!
Someone (come on, you Poles) ought to start doing Drive-Thru Haircuts where the Supermarket Car-Washes have temporarily shut down, wearing hazmat suits and brandishing garden shears, just like that twat Edward Scissorhands. They’d earn a bloody fortune.
Meanwhile, back at ‘Edge Towers’, my stocks of furniture polish for the top of me bonce are running decidedly low…