Boy at the barber's

It was a little overdue, but I had been procrastinating. It could no longer be denied. The boy needed to go to the barber's. So with Fleur and Martha away at a schoolfriend of Fleur's party today, I took Hnery in to visit Ann, my barber next to the Court of Appeal. A few tears when first Henry stepped up to the plate, but soon he was enjoying it. Ann sang him a lovely Korean nursery rhyme.

It was only chatting to Ann afterwards, I discovered her husband died last month and the memorial service was yesterday. He died of cancer. I don't know whether it was prostate, but I am very determined in my Movember fundraising efforts.