Time for the annual hair cut. The mane has become pretty uncontrollable so I thought I'd manipulate this one last time. Usually I can genuinely roll out from my duvet and go as the bed-head look seems to manifest itself whatever I do, but as of tomorrow I'll probably actually have to make an effort. Ah, grooming; I'm almost looking forward to when I can revert back to the 'why bother' notion. I'll upload some pictures of the new 'do once I get over sulking at my lack of hair-fuzz and realise that I can now lift my head properly. So long face-coverage worthy of Cousin It.
Again, photography courtesy of bro.
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