DeeKnow’s Grotto

Hopped on me bike and crept through town tonight (crept coz of the re-broken exhaust bracket) and made my way to Sonn's salon for a hair-cut. I always feel stink turning up for a chop on the bike coz she goes to so much trouble to shape my hair with expensive product then I go an pull a friggin helmet over the lot and roar off in a cloud of smelly exhaust fumes.

There's always tons of fun to be had in at the hair-dressers. For a few fleeting moments you're a star amongst the glamorous cat-walk like operators of the Salon. There's normally a glass or two of wine to be had if you arrive at the right end of the day, and loads of people in trashy magazines and passers-by to take the piss out of. You really cant help but feel good about yourself after a little pampering, kinda like spending the day looking round car yards or bike shops :-)

Just had a look at my blog from this time last year and noticed that on this very day in 2003 the All Blacks bombed out of the world-cup while Kym and I were on vacation in Tauranga. Didnt exactly ruin the weekend as we're not big rugger fans, but I hope the lads arent thinkin too hard about it in Wales in the moment, might not be good for morale.

8:30:50 PM