Barnet

Low-energy day battling the Anneflu, so despite the sunny weather I was not tempted out today, opting instead for some preventive maintenance on the old Barnet. For overseas blippers this is Cockney rhyming slang for hair, and a term often used by those sad individuals afflicted by a weirdly strangulated accent...

Anyway, this is the result: my naturally mousy-light-auburn locks are now a vibrant Desperate Housewife Bree red. The earring is from a pair bought last week in Menorca in one of those Ethnic shops selling incense, embroidered kaftans, Buddha statues etc (I love those places). I may be on the blink but at least I look high-wattage for a while....