A month away from Sue’s #writephoto prompt. I don’t know how I managed to stop myself from participating!
But, service is more or less back to normal, and here is my take!
A little silly humour…
Ritu 2019
“I’m going to do it.”
“What?”
“I’m taking the plunge… or the cut, so to speak.”
“Speak sense, you silly man!”
“I’m getting rid of it. Every single strand. Chop. That’s it. Frizz, be gone!”
“So you’re finally cutting that mop off?”
“Yup. Ten years I’ve been cultivating this – this mess. And for what? So the students could laugh at me, and make fun of my style? Honestly, I thought I looked rather becoming…”
“Er, no dear. It was never becoming. Definitely a defining feature of yours though. I’ll be glad of the clear plughole after you’ve showered though. You never quite got the hang of cleaning the plug, did you?”
“Whatever.”
“But, erm, why do you have that old sword of yours in your hands? You weren’t thinking of using that for your chop, were you?”
“Well, yeah… It feels appropriate. It was a sacrificial sword, you know. And I feel like I’m sacrificing my hair for some respect from the pupils.”
“Yeah, well, as long as you remember that’s a plastic replica you’ve got there…”
