It is T plus 3 days…
(The look from my son’s clean shaven head as I hovered over it to take this snapshot of him doing some English exercise)
It was a good trip up North and I kind of felt “renewed” after a complete shave of the head (ha, I am thinking like Captain Jean Luc Picard too). The only downside of having a bare head is that it gets too cold up there in a fully air conditioned room.
Plenty to write and photos of the experience and the trip – that post should be up here in the next few days, so please bear with me as I clear my outstanding chores. Plus, I have a fight to pick with some reckless Livina drivers.
Damn, it is cold!
To be continued…
(Haircut of the extreme! Image source: http://www.chinatoday.com)
Went to the barber last week and I remembered a story that happened when I was studying law. One of the lecturers, who always sported a thick long hair for a very long time, came in to our class one day with a very short hair (as short as those inmates in Pusat Serenti)
Student 1: Sir, did you cut your hair?
Student 2: Oh come on, sir, we can see that you have cut your hair
Lecturer: No, I did not
Student 3: (Laughing) sir, you have amnesia?
There were numerous arguments from other students and this went on for 10 minutes. Some students were laughing at the lecturer (thinking this guy must have gone made). The lecturer of course kept quiet.
Finally he said this “I did not cut my hair; I just had a hair cut”
For moment, there was silence. Then, we felt ashamed. As 3rd year law students, we should have seen that coming.
Anyway, on my haircut…I went to the local Indian barber and told him “Anne, Epotom Matiri” (“Brother, the usual”). Of course at the end of the session, I had a good massage from the Anne.