Friday 7th May
Over the last few days, John's hair has been falling out in handfuls. His daughter gave us some hair clippers and I've been a little scared of using them because I'm definitely no hairdresser!
Not only that, I didn't want to hurt him and I was afraid of his reaction when he looked in the mirror.
He pleaded with me to do it at lunchtime today so I sat him in the kitchen and set to work. First of all I lopped off all his flowing white locks then I chose the Number 1 attachment and switched it on. Gemma (our little dog) was convinced I was hurting him and growled at me, bless her.
It was a lot easier than I thought it would be and it only took about ten minutes to shave everything off.
Result: He doesn't look too bad! He's got a nice shaped head and I told him he was as sexy as Yul Bryner, which brought a smile to his face. He says his head is cold now and spends some of the time sitting around in a woolly hat.
I've kept a lock of his hair and I'm going to treat myself to a heart shaped locket to put it in along with a little photograph of him so that I carry a little bit of him around wherever I go.
