Around 6 years ago, my sister Marlene
journeyed through her own cancer experience. It is with no apologies whatsoever that I
present for you the following checklist, plagiarised shamelessly from her own blog,
simply because I can now relate to it so well. (Incidentally, Marlene is doing
fine, and has now passed the magical 5-year cancer-free mark.)
Ten very positive things about having no hair
- The shower plughole will be free for water and soap.
- I’ll save oodles otherwise spent on shampoo and hair conditioner, hairspray and mousse, and especially those regular visits to the hairdresser.
- I won’t have to suffer those mindless hours spent at the hairdresser catching up on Geoffrey Edelsten’s numerous ex’s, or why Prince Harry was left blushing. I’ll have more time to ponder life’s great mysteries.
- Shower time will be lessened, and I’ll save water – it’s a greener, cheaper way of life.
- There’ll be no more bad hair days.
- I’ll have increased aerodynamics for my many athletic pursuits.
- I can go out in the rain and not be concerned about my coiffure.
- I can have a ride in an Austin Healey (Brian’s favourite), because I don’t need to worry about my ‘wind-tunnel’ hairdo after driving with the hood down.
- There’s no need to check my shoulders when I wear black.
- People might mistake me for Gandhi, and that can only be an ennobling thing.
However, life is not just about long hair, short hair, no hair. We've had a pleasant few days, enjoying a congregational dinner, and a very special service of farewell to our pastor.
We have also been for the odd drive to overlook the sea - after all this is the time of year when humpback and southern right whales are quite commonly seen in these waters. Unfortunately there's an awful lot of water in between the whales and it's not so easy to spot one of these gentle giants, so the minute one is spotted, the message is promptly shared via facebook and 'whalemail'. Meanwhile it's spectacular simply to overlook the sea (keeping one's beanie firmly attached), watching the waves smash over the rocks, seeing the gannets flying low over the sea looking for a tasty morsel, and pondering those great mysteries of life.
Nice to go for a short walk along the fence - and no, we didn't spot a whale... |
... but we did spot some lovely coffee and cakes at the lighthouse cafe. |
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