My hairdressers isn't going to open again - ever. I am glad that between Mr Twirl and myself we have managed to keep mine OKish but I do feel sorry for the staff. Apparently my lad, Dean, is going to be starting up his own business through Facebook but I don't do social media so will carry on with my DIY attempts.
On a different note I took a parcel in for a neighbour last week and didn't recognise her. She has always had thick, long blonde hair but was sporting a grey buzz cut. She told me that she had done it herself but didn't know why. I asked how everything was going as I knew that her husband was diagnosed with kidney, lung and pancreatic cancer on Boxing Day only to be told that he had passed away 5 weeks ago. I am afraid that I gave her a hug as she was so upset. Because of Covid none of the neighbours knew, so sad as he was a lovely chap. Oh and apparently he was sent home from hospital with Covid that the whole family contracted - wish she had told me that bit before I hugged her. Anyway last time I saw her she now has a blonde buzz cut. Grief affects us all differently I suppose.