Following on from my first attempt in January to cut my own hair, disregarding the fringe incident at age 13ish, here’s the photographic evidence.
The before with out of control curliness and a colour that was never naturally mine…
The day after, not very clear but since in the other two I’m wearing my jim jams I just wanted to prove that I do get dressed sometimes…
And last night still sporting the cut from four weeks ago.
I would have expected it to need another trim by now but maybe it’s slowing down before it departs completely! Typing of which I went for my blood taken this morning, but haven’t heard anything yet about the counts or cycle two staring on Friday.
I also baked today – Quinoa Muffins as per Martha Stewart. They turned out not only edible but quite delicious.
I substituted dried cranberries for the currants as although I love Fly Pie (Chorley/Eccles Cake – which is not a cake but a pastry – don’t tell Brussels or the name will need to be changed) I’m not a big fan of currants in cake and don’t even get me started on sultanas – blah!