Hair Be Gone!

So there I was, in the bathroom – sorry, I mean laboratory – working on my latest experiment.

I’m trying to come up with a potion that removes unwanted hair. Now, regular readers may be aware that I have the type of hair that has a mind of its own. Even though at times it may look as though I’ve been dragged through a hedge backwards and back again,  there are other times when it looks, well, perfect. If I say so myself.

However, this isn’t the hair that I want to get rid of.

Every now and then I have a very thick, coarse hair that will suddenly sprout from a random place. It may be my top lip, or above my eyebrow, or out of the side of my ear, but when it appears, it certainly makes its presence known. I can actually feel it growing, and it irritates me so much it has to be removed.

The lips are fine – shaving works well here, but the hair soon grows back again. The ear and the eyebrow, however, seem to encourage the growth of slippery little suckers. They take an age to pluck, whether by fingers or tweezers, and, in the case of my eyebrow, I very often end up with a bald patch where I’ve managed to pluck every single hair apart from the one that I’m aiming for. It’s all very frustrating.

I was adding a few top-secret ingredients into my half-invisible bucket, and started to stir when all of a sudden everything went black. There are no windows in the bath laboratory, so I was plunged into total darkness when the power cut struck.

As it was mid-morning, all I needed to do was open the door to allow the light to flood in from outside.

I think I may be a little accident prone in the laboratory, for some reason, and as I went to open the door I somehow managed to knock the bucket, splashing some of the contents over my right hand. It itched incredibly for three or four seconds, but the itching had stopped by the time the door was open.

I walked across the landing to have a look at the fuse box, to check to see if any switches had flipped or if everything was still in order. As I lifted the cover, I noticed my hand. It looked as though I was wearing a glove.

From below the wrist, my hand – back, fingers and palm – was covered in a thick layer of blond hair. I knew instantly I’d got the formula wrong.

I glanced again at the cover of the fuse box, and witnessed hair growing out of the area where I’d touched it! Out of the cover! Eek!

I then looked back at the bathroom door – sorry, laboratory – and yes, there was hair growing out of that as well.

I couldn’t do anything at the time, as I needed the power to be restored, so I decided I would write this experiment up for the blog, but had to do it the old fashioned way using a pencil and a piece of paper. Normally, writing is a task that comes easy, but it gets considerably more difficult when both the pencil and the paper keep sprouting hair. I found that I could brush the hair to one side with ease, but it continued to grow back.

The power’s now restored, so I can get back to adjusting the formula. A side effect of the side effect to the incorrect potion is that the invisible part of the bucket is now slightly less invisible, with it having a light covering of hair. How long that will stay remains to be seen.

There’s always something, isn’t there?