My hair has now got long enough that sophisticated London television producers are telling me I look 'a bit French'. On Sunday I decided to get my hair cut. I asked for about an inch off, and to thin the rest out a bit. The man takes about an inch off, and thins the rest out a bit. I hate it.
Today I go to another hairdressers, and tell the nice Australian lady that I want it cut really short. I also tell her I had it cut a couple of days ago, in case she realises anyway, and thinks I'm mad.
NAL: Well, lit's not rush into this.
She stares at my head for a while. Finally:
NAL: Ah see the problim. You have a gurl's hair.
She leaves the front, cuts lots of the back, does mysterious things with product.
ME: (impressed) Oooh, that's much better!
NAL: Yis. I have left it long, but taken art the flick, so it is more lahk a man's hair.
ME: It's weird, you sound more South African now.
UPDATE: I hate it again.
ANOTHER UPDATE: Never mind that, look! Muppets take Helm's Deep!
THIRD UPDATE: I've just had at it with scissors (the hair, not the muppet/LotR window display). Contrary to all known universal laws, it looks much better now.
This has been some day, and no mistake.