Let it grow, let it grow, let it grow…

Jo stands back, exasperated, brandishing the scissors dangerously close to my ear. “No, this isn’t right at all,” she says, looking harrassed, “I just think it’s far too sensible for you. It makes you look… I don’t know…” she pauses, searching for the right word. “Sane,” she concludes sadly. “It’s too ‘old’ for her,” agrees [...]

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