Hair

Let it fly in the breeze and get caught in the trees
Give a home to the fleas, in my hair
A home for fleas, a hive for the buzzing bees
A nest for birds, there ain't no words
For the beauty, splendor, the wonder of my hair

TSM has an appointment with the hairdresser tomorrow, hence the  big brush over. 


As for the rest:


Having managed the deadlines and got everything of to the printers I felt exhausted. 


Made home made pizetta tonight, very successful. Trashed the kitchen; cooking therapy.


Naughty driver's course tomorrow....