eyebrows

I went to get a haircut today, not from the usual geriatric. This one decided that my eyebrows needed trimming (they did) and proceeded to massacre them without asking. Not only are they uneven side to side, and uneven on their own, but the base hair is so fair it looks like he's shaved half of them off altogether. In fact, that's what I thought he had done. I was in a rare old mood when I got home.

R assures me that you can tell from more than 6 inches / 15 cm away that I have the full length of eyebrow but I am not convinced.

"See you in three weeks," he said as I left; in the unlikely event that I go back I shall take some sort of mask. Silly old bugger.