Mirror work
The lockdown is still in weeks but it reaches 4 of those today and that will see us move into months.
As we move into months of no socialising in person, no frivolous shopping, no this and no that, what about the body beautiful? Specifically, who else is finding their hair wrapped around their specs when out for the constitutional? Edinburgh is not short of either hills or breeze.
One friend has managed a selfie of trimming the fringe but thinks the rest of her crowning glory is beginning to look like something a 70s pop star would have sported. Several others are lamenting the loss of colouring.
I’ve been wearing my own hair a little bit longer for the last few years.
It may still be just presentable when we’re allowed out again. On the other hand, perhaps we’ll all be hiding below shawls like the rather lovely one worn by a Rajasthan dancer, above.
The jigsaw made good progress. The DH sent a family tree out for consultation. We had a lovely chat with some of the family. I watched the 2016 Midsummer Night’s Dream through closed fingers and without a cast list. Will need to find that today. I noticed some infill building last night on my walk. Made progress with the book group book.
What are you missing most?
Anne
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