Some of us remember those wild-haired days before hair straighteners, when for most of us, trying to maintain a super slick bob or the long, poker straight locks à la 90s Jennifer Aniston was seriously tricky.
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Oh dear. I don’t know why I did this, rashly, the evening of 29 February. Leap Day. I took a leap. Maybe because I have a completion date on the vicarage looming and I need help, someone to share it with, and who is willing to change light bulbs*, heave boxes and dog-sit. Cook.