Frances Sharkey

A very good morning. After yesterday's haircut I decided there was no half way measure. I put my last hopes of growing my hair behind me, took the scissors to my forelock which remains dark brown and not a kink in it, thinned it so it wasn't so fringe-y. The hair at the nape of my neck has a wild life of its own and needed to go. I chopped with scissors and Alice. B kindly neaten the back up.

We walked oop Village and through the park, the roads appear busy again but off the main track things were calmer.  We stopped at The Mustard Pot for Lunch, lovely between clouds.  As we turned into H Gardens a cat came purposefully ran towards us, up to me!  France Sharkey threw some shapes, and generally gave us a beautiful display of her moves.  Good old Frances.  What a super end to a lovely morning out.