No time Toulouse

Looking at Lettuce's picture of me from behind I am reminded of how BADLY I need a haircut and a spring set of highlights. I've only had my hair cut once since I arrived in the nether lands (of East Anglia) because the cut was awful, I looked about 6- but in a bad way. I haven't dared to make another appointment at another hairdressers yet. I think I will wait until the Easter holidays and go in London (coward that I am). I heard the other day from someone that they had their hair highlighted and had to go back because it didn't show. I asked, how did they do it and she said, with a hat and they pulled the hair through (like a home highlight kit). Can you believe that salons still do that? My hairdresser (in Greenwich, who I love and revere) used foils and then put me under some lamp to speed up the process. I was only in there for about 2 and a half hours instead of the whole day as used to be the case.

That reminds me that I didn't mention the White Supremecist woman I met last Friday at a 'laydee's who lunch' lunch did I? Well, my nice friend W, thought it would be nice to get some of her friends together for a lunch at a restaurant. I only knew W and N, all the others were mums from the private school her son goes to. Well, I sat next to this woman, who I shall dub 'D Terre Blanche'. I was very diplomatic. I shouldn't have been. N said to me afterwards that she daren't open her mouth for fear of what she might say to this rascist woman, who prefixed her sentences with 'I'm not racsist but.....'. God, sometimes! This woman, had moved from Eltham in the last couple of years!! (Which is where I worked, and Betty still does). The school where I worked (and Betty still) is a real wonderful 'melting pot' of different cultures. It's wonderful. I loved it for that very reason. I love multiculturalism. Yes, there can be problems, but I'd rather that than all white middle class enclaves. Oooooh you should have heard this woman......I should have clouted her. Grrrrrr.

Anyway, that's all for today. Soon I will publish the story of 'How I met my husband' and 'the day I had lunch with Jeff Beck' but I haven't got time. I'm off to a giant 'Plant and Shrub sale ' with N at the Suffolk Show Ground! Oooh I know how to live, me. H is coming home today (hooray) and we are all going to Pizza Express tonight to celebrate her homecoming. (hubby's suggestion!)

Have a great weekend everyone.