A small bald spot

We all do what we can with what we've got, but this fellow can't really manage the full Tiny Thursday 360º. He's stuck at 270. Maybe it's quarter to twelve, maybe it's nine... he can't remember. All he can remember is the frustration that led him to pull his hair out at the roots. Still, it's probably better this way; the pincushion alternative of sticking them in one by one is too terrible to contemplate. Once it was all golden locks, and now even the white hair is almost gone. Life, innit.