Who, I hear you cry, is that handsome chap? He’s Boy One, just back from a surprising visit to the barber.
For months he has hung on to his increasingly bushy barnet with all the enthusiasm of Samson. As far as everyone knew he was very attached to his mop. Here he was a couple of weeks ago…
A veritable human Belisha beacon.
Then during the past day or two, amid the general getting-ready-for-school-again rumpus he was muttering about haircuts. But then he mutters about many improbable things so we don’t pay much attention.
This morning he said he was going for a hair cut. “Right oh,” I said, proffering a fiver. The last time he took himself off for ‘do’, it was impossible to detect a difference.
Then today this vision appeared. I could see his lovely face once again. Hot damn, I made a fine looking young man there.
Aww what a handsome boy and what a difference from a few weeks ago!
At this age it seems they grow a couple of years over night.