Brian and I went to Myer, and we bought an electric clipper. It was really cheap. I think it’ll pay for itself after about two and a half haircuts. Or shaves, to be exact.

Played squash for about an hour and a half. After that, I became Brian’s barber. (The previous sentence was constructed after much thought – the other ways of putting this just seemed too rife with innuendo.)

It was actually quite… fun! Now I want to practice. Who knows, maybe I was supposed to be a barber or hairdresser… hahaha!

Any takers?