Mad Hair Day

Lots of people at work commented on my hair today. I was the butt of much humour. Am I bovvered? Not in the slightest. But it was good to have The Girl Racer and The Backflip Boy back again, if only for a couple of nights. They spent this afternoon with Harry Potter in North London, lucky people.

Click on the one year ago today button and you will see that TSM had a very similar hirsute experience...

As for the rest:

A man called Graham turned up at 8am with a very dark and mysterious business card, saying he was the project manager for the development next door. At the moment its all about fencing, Japanese knotweed and site clearance. He seemed a little anxious. No doubt they had told him about the mad cat people at number 70 ...

All deadlines at work. nothing else. Two days of healing ahead.