Weekend odd socks

I had my hair cut yesterday and tried a new local hairdresser. I'm trying to grow it, and it was just below my shoulders but the ends needed tidying. I asked the guy for just a trim... and I now have hair just below my chin. I started to get concerned when he grabbed a comb, a razor and a handful of my hair, and then 3 inches of hair dropped onto the floor. By which point it was too late to say stop. It doesn't look bad, just, well, short. . At least it will grow back.

I also treated myself to a 45 minute back and shoulder massage in the afternoon which was relaxing and grounding. Stu was in Brighton helping Cesca and Iain load the van with Cesca's things - she is moving in with Iain as their baby is due in July. It was really good to have a day to myself for a change. I needed it.

Saturday night we went to see Stu's old school friend Gus in his comedy double act of 'Laurence and & Gus', which was 5 short brilliant & sharp sketches on the nature of love. Very witty and well written, with some very very funny moments - my favourite was two men in the trenches of World War I - one had never been in love but had had loads of sex, and the other had never had sex but was in love. The bombing starts and before they die they want to know about what they've missed, so begin yelling at each other descriptive chunks about their experiences, the juxtapositioning of romantic love with the physicality of sex pure comic genius, you would have to see it to really appreciate it! Apparently Laurence and Gus have some sort of role in a new BBC drama, but we're not sure if it's as an extra or a proper character! Watch this space. Read a review of their show here.

Today we had a fabulous afternoon with Sunday roast lunch at Tom & Antonia's with Pete and Gareth and little 2 1/2 year old Wills. Plenty of good red wine, lots of laughter, chilled music and relaxed atmosphere. Antonia, who is 7 1/2 months pregnant, excelled yet again with her cooking, and following on from the scrumptious roast, we had chocolate bread and butter pudding with coffee. YUM!

Back to work tomorrow. I have a report due on Wednesday which I have succesfully managed to avoid doing anything on this weekend. Whoops. I've done the draft, just need to finalise it. Speaking of which, I'm running out of hours in which to procrastinate about it. Better step on the gas!