Last minute call

A rather dullsville day of pottering and chilling. We didn’t watch dear old Boris but our phone was pinging away from the children. 

On Thursday I decided to try and get a hair appointment in before Christmas to get rid of my badger stripe (grey hair) and have a cut. I was booked in for Tuesday...bam goes my appointment and I had best do my own colour I thought. 4:50 my phone rings, it’s the hairdresser. I’m chuckling away saying I was expecting your call when she said can you come in now... NOW?! Oh my yes I can get to you in an hour. Slopping around in my trackies, a quick jump in the shower and I was off. Then on the way I started to worry that it would be busier than normal if they are trying to fit others in but no it was just me and a chap popped in whilst I had my colour on. So all very safe.

Although I’ve only seen bits of strictly this year, it was lovely to see Bill Bailey win.

Stay safe y’all xx