I could bear it no longer!
Tripping over it when walking, whipping people in their faces over two metres away in the slightest breeze, having to get up at 3am to wash it so it would be dry ready for the day… it had to go.
So it did.
I went to the barbers and I now look human again. My caricature and I are very happy. We may not look it, but we are.
This was how it appeared before (if you hadn’t seen the previous hair update):