A year ago today I ended up telling a fantastic lie to my hairdresser that I worked in Edinburgh but I was through in Glasgow on a day off blah blah... some of you may remember...
Tonight, I went to a hairdresser (Turkish barber) and got my hair cut. The guy finished and I thought he said "like wax?" so I said yes. Turns out he said "eyebrows?" and shaved mine. I now look like an idiot:
My best friend said "My god. There is even more room on that fore head now. You could hire it out for corporate events as a whiteboard."
So that's where I'm at right now.