Lovely sunshine here in Manchester, although I think rain is on its way. Just off to get my hair done as my fringe is obscuring my vision. I know for some women this is a treat, but I hate going to the hairdressers and am always glad when it's over. I've been going to the same place for ages and they are very nice, but I still don't enjoy it. Once, a woman who was having a perm had a bit of a freak out, shouting 'God I hate this! First they boil your head and then they freeze it!' I know just how she felt 