My hair is out of control again and I look like Dougal from the magic roundabout.

I am panicking because I can't see out. My hair dresser has been on holiday, she is back now but is booked to the rafters. However, she offered to meet me at my mum's house at 7.30 tomorrow morning with the hedge clippers for some emergency surgery. ;) Isn't she an angel straght from heaven?

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