Have a heart

I met Eve at the hairdresser where she was getting a very short cut. When Claire thought she had finished she asked Eve for her opinion. Eve said “I look like someone’s mum”. So some further work was required.

Home for burgers. No milk for tomorrow’s cereal though as both local supermarkets are still completely out of the stuff.

Slogging away at a presentation tonight that’s grown out of control and needs some serious pruning. A bit like Eve’s hair did (this journal doesn’t just write itself you know).