Just back from getting my hair cut. Didn't quite turn out as I expected.
I discovered the barber I normally go to has closed down, so I had to go to the other one in town. It's run by a lady from Warrington and I've been there before. Cal used to go there too because they also do lady's dry cuts, and she had a cut just before the cruise.
Turns out the lady recognised me (probably when I opened my gob and she realised I was a scouser) and proceeded to ask me how the cruise went. Well I wasn't expecting that and just broke down. 5 minutes later I was fine and was telling her all about what happened. but it's those few words, "she died " or "she's passed away" that I just can't seem to get out of my mouth.
Anyway I'm ok now. I have my haircut that will do me for a couple of months and is one less thing to worry about.
Just going to clear up some of the leaves from the back before it get's dark.