A snip at the price...

Momentous decision taken today to get a haircut. It has been many weeks since the last one and once again I have the look of Krusty the Clown about me.
A return to the Turkish barbers in Kirkcaldy High Street for a scalping and you certainly get your money's worth with lighted tapers taken to copious ear hair and electric trimmer run over bits of you that you never thought needed trimming.
Still, it's all over now until Krusty creeps up on me again in another couple of months. At least I know now to go on a Tuesday when it's OAP's day and I can get a couple of quid off the regular price. In the meantime, where did I put that bunnet of mine? It seems to have got a lot chillier up top.

Song.