Revolutionary Rants

I have just had my hair cut for the first time ever at a hairdressers. I don’t trust hairdressers, as they are all in the employ of the government - obviously - and because I have “the wodge” (i.e. a very thick, very curly, very evil mass of shitty hair). I am not sure what I think of the results as yet, not sure at all. I shall give it time, methinks, as it might grow on me (boom, boom).

It is a beautiful day here in Barnie. Hot, sunny and blue, blue skies. Lovely. And, in eight minutes, Mr C’s working week will be over. Hooray indeed.

We might go to Arlington Court this weekend or Knightshay near Tiverton. We shall see how the weekend progresses.

I have added to my Wallace and Gromit collection with a T-shirt and a biscuit tin. I do love charity shops, they are marvelous things.

Oh well, too much sun to stay chatting…