As for hair, I loved my hair, thick black slight curl with tinge of grey. When I was acting I’d get compliments on it which appealed to my vanity.
Then when I realised I maybe wasn’t the best actor, I went back into nursing. Cue pandemic, cue working A&E, working Covid resuscitation, cue Alopecia from stress.
So bad,the porters thought I was having Chemo and were planning a whip round 🤣🤣🤣 I miss my hair. It’s grown back as bum fluff.
Frustratingly, my running has been set back again, this time due to walking 5 miles in ill chosen footwear, resulting in scrubbing the skin off both my heels. On Fri, after 10 days healing, I went out for a run with blister plasters. After a mile my heels started to complain so I reluctantly turned back, knowing it was better not to fuck them up again. Only 2.5 miles. Sigh.
Hair-wise, I’m at the annoying stage where it is long enough to get in my way all the time but not long enough to tie back. I miss the comfort and practicality of shaved but not ready to go back to looking like a goblin again yet.
I’ve always said he was a big cunt.
As for hair, I loved my hair, thick black slight curl with tinge of grey. When I was acting I’d get compliments on it which appealed to my vanity.
Then when I realised I maybe wasn’t the best actor, I went back into nursing. Cue pandemic, cue working A&E, working Covid resuscitation, cue Alopecia from stress.
So bad,the porters thought I was having Chemo and were planning a whip round 🤣🤣🤣 I miss my hair. It’s grown back as bum fluff.
I think it should be called a neck vulva instead
Technically but not lyrically
At least you’ve got a new emergency question if you ever have a guest on who looks like they may have one.
Nice work on the run - very impressive physically and mentally
Frustratingly, my running has been set back again, this time due to walking 5 miles in ill chosen footwear, resulting in scrubbing the skin off both my heels. On Fri, after 10 days healing, I went out for a run with blister plasters. After a mile my heels started to complain so I reluctantly turned back, knowing it was better not to fuck them up again. Only 2.5 miles. Sigh.
Hair-wise, I’m at the annoying stage where it is long enough to get in my way all the time but not long enough to tie back. I miss the comfort and practicality of shaved but not ready to go back to looking like a goblin again yet.