I know that I put the fear of God (or something, anyway) into the young postie this morning, anyway. I always just tie my hair in on the top of my head at bedtime, so that it doesn't strangle me during the night. This morning, I forgot to undo it after I got dressed (possible senior moment). When the postie came to the door I dragged the band out of my hair, opened the door and grinned amiably at him.....he looked horrified.
! I realised that my wild white hair surrounding a rather weary-looking, grinning face might not be the ideal way to greet anyone at the door. 