Going Bald One Strand at a Time
Hanging the freshly washed cloth nappies on the line I was startled by the monstrous spider caught by the corner of my eye, balled up in the centre of a towel. A split second of hair-raising fear was followed by a closer inspection, then a deep breath, it was just a matted clump of my hair that had mysteriously made its way into the washing machine. I find hair like this every single day, all…
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