It's Tom Again

I've had a totally "bad hair day" today ... In fact I spent most of the day pulling my hair out ... And although I haven't looked in the mirror this evening, I've got a sneaky suspicion that the minimal amount of hair that is still attached to my head, will probably have gone a sort of dreary grey colour ... :o/
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So it was just as well that Tom, the neighbourhood nutcase, was balancing precariously on the fence and waiting to cheer me up when I eventually got home ... :o)