Bad Hair Day

nasgly mass of straw for hair
You may remember a previous blog where I called myself Snow White? Well, Snow White is gradually moving back to her blonder roots, pun intended.


Yes, after the tedium of having to colour my roots every two weeks, my hairdresser in Colombo has encouraged me to go back to my original hair colour (dirty blonde) in order to relieve me (and Bill) of the messy fortnight job involving black hair dye.


nesting crow
So, it looks quite nice, Loreal # 7 - pearly blonde. However, it has a draw back. My hair seems quite a bit drier than usual and it is getting longer too. I had frightened myself in the mirror on the morning of the event which I shall share with you and mentioned my fright to my VSO colleague, "My hair is a mess," I said to her after catching a glimplse of myself in the washroom mirror. Truely, my hair had a straw, nest-like resemblance.

This nest attracted a crow. Last week, after cycling home for some lunch, I re-entered the gates at Shanthiham, where I work. I dismounted and was pushing my bike into the parking area and a crow, from behind, unseen and unprovoked, attacked my head. It was like getting hit from behind with a bowling ball and he tried to make away with my nest. Fortunately, the nest was firmly attached and he loosened the talons and flew off, up onto the roof of the covered parking.

I was shaken. I felt somewhat violated. My head felt scratched.
My hairdresser, in alarm at the state of my hair, recommended deep conditioning serum. I now use this as crow repellant.

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