Friday night

The haircut and the night out in Horsham weren't specifically planned for the same evening, more if a happy coincidence. I took my swishy new blown dry hair to have a cocktail with one friend and then for an evening in the pub (and then I think to a different place for more cocktails) with a group of my favourite ex-colleagues. It was a very fine old evening of which I can now remember virtually no details.

This is Emma who is very good at taking on the challenge of giving my hair the illusion of thickness.