A couple of my pals just popped round to say that they have scored some tickets to a fab gig. VIP passes and all.
I am mucho excited. Then they pull out a pot of nice and easy.
They clearly think i have crap hair.
I put on a brave face like they were doing me a favour but, they think i'm a nasty old frump don't they? they pity me with my dull flat and greying hair because they have beautiful glossy shiney bouncy hair.