In a huff.

Since lockdown we all need hair cuts. Mine is scheduled for tonight. Mrs FP tried to have a practice on Murdo. He was seriously having none of it. While she buzzed away at the end that shites I got to wrestle with the end that bites.

He is staring me down, hasn't blinked in 40 minutes. It is warm in the conservatory and I've just had a late afternoon gin. Strangely sleepy...but if I nod off he'll eat my face. Must stay awake, must stay....a.... Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.