Time for a haircut I thought this evening. Out came the clippers. Clippy clip clip they buzzed. Hair falling to the ground. Buzz buzz buzz they clipped. Finally, it was all over and I looked in the mirror. Oh no! I think the clippers have receded my hairline still further. Surely that can’t happen. Ran, I did to the box of ingredients on the clippers. Nope, no mention of receding hairline. Scan further did I. Tiny, oh so tiny writing. Can’t read the writing (where are my glasses now?, oh, they’re on my head, how did they get there? what was I doing? Oh yes, small writing). Use of clippers with a receding hairline can seriously increase the size of your forehead!. Tragedy. Hairline exposed. Hair all over the floor. Can’t put it back on. What’s to become of it. Dustpan and brush do work well together. Into the bin. Goodbye cruel hairline.
The worst thing is, my daughter didn’t even recognise me! Only kidding
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