Due to the ever increasing the temperatures and the fact I simply wanted a change, I had my haircut this evening. Gone are the long locks, which were unusual for me, and back is the classic short haired look, traditionally associated with my head.
I now no longer have the hairstyle of Leeds United’s Luciano Becchio, instead sharing more similarities to the lead singer from The Arrangement from Britain’s Got Talent (thanks to Adam for pointing out that similarity).
Following the attack of the clippers, I had to clean up a considerable amount of hair from the carpet. I just hope the vacuum cleaner hasn’t died from overfeeding.
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