Days 118 and 119, Haircut Day.

There’s a reason that I don’t do “selfies” – I have never taken a good one yet! I did try on the eve of haircut day (118) merely to record the longest time I ever went without a trim (I think!) Anyway, at long last, after well over five months, I feel “human” again. I have a new hairdresser, who comes very highly recommended. She remembers me from her young days when I ran a mobile disco, which, back in the day, was a successful enterprise. Her son does a hi-tech version of what I endeavoured to achieve in the 1980s, and today, is enjoying wonderful success. I am humbled and impressed simultaneously. And I am impressed with hair-stylist, Clare, who came to my house and fluently transformed my overgrown mop into something that wouldn’t look out of place in a fashion magazine. (The face is a different matter!)

That’s better! However, I didn’t know that the image would be “backwards” as if looking in a mirror. Look at the writing behind, which is on a railway station sign, Manchester Piccadilly, acquired when Network Northwest ceased to exist and the station signs dispensed with.

I have done very little walking recently. I cannot blame the weather. Despite St. Swithen’s Day being cold and wet, the first of the forty days which are predicted traditionally to be the same, have in fact, turned out to be, varied with lengthy dry periods. Today, Thursday, I plan to leave the house where, over the last several days, I have “found things to do”. But as I write, the sky becomes increasingly grey and menacing.

Yesterday, I went with my neighbour from over the road, to lunch at the recently refurbished Parks Inn, Harpur Hill. I never imagined that within walking distance, there would be an eatery up there with “the best”. I am not keen on pubs, and visited the Parks only a couple of times previously. Now, there is a decent sized dining area, a separate bar, and (although I didn’t see it), a pool table. There is plenty of seating al fresco and now that pubs and restaurants are allowed to operate once more, but with social distancing conditions, it becomes vibrant and busy, particularly at weekends. Numerous colourful planters further enhance the the beer garden. Oh! how I wish that I liked beer….it’s a taste I have not yet acquired and now, never likely to. However, being local, I do feel it is incumbent on me to add this excellent venue to my list of places to eat out. That steak was grilled to perfection! But today, I shall cook for myself. Fresh fish, potatoes and a variety of steamed vegetables, followed by strawberries. These are grown in Scotland and look particularly good!

Will write again soon. Thanks for reading, David 13.44hrs Thursday 23rd July.

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