Wardrobe

Had a wee meltdown at work this morning. Needed a short drive to sit in a layby and a phone call to Floss to sort me out.
Rushed from work to Gang Show for a lot of French plaits- was speed plaiting by the end. A wardrobe Mum asked if I was a hairdresser (!), then looked a bit scared when I said "No, I'm a social worker". I can see some similarities in the skills sets though- often you can't say what you're really thinking!