well, the blazing hot sun here was making some of us in the house aware of just how long our hair was getting. my beard in particular has started to feel a bit like straw, and my hair was starting to be so shabby that i could well have been mistaken for being in the band. name that reference.
moving on, then, whilst you ponder the above, the weekend was as good a time as any to get the clippers on the go. whereas you are probably better off without more pictures of me, James is reluctant to have a hair cut at the best of times so sadly no direct images of him. William, however, has no such concern.
yes, that is indeed James dressed as Batman for the event.
if my memory serves correctly, this would be young William's second haircut, and it he manages to behave surprisingly well for them, only getting a little bit impatient when the hair artist, his beloved Mummy, gets towards the end of unleashing her vision. well, i get a little impatient with her too, really.
for the most part, though, he really seems to like it!
i am not at all sure how to end this post off, really. best i can do for you is, i suppose, that if you also had a haircut this weekend then i can only trust and hope that it was a most excellent one!
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!