15 June 2009

We had another quiet day around Mum's, with a couple of trips into Abergavenny, first for shopping and then a haircut (Mum took Emily to the park while I popped off for half an hour). At lunchtime we had a shortlived deluge sweep through; otherwise it was another glorious day. My visit to the hairdresser was another regrettable experience of poor service. I wasn't acknowledged as I went in and sat for several minutes before being asked to take a seat at the sink, and throughout, the staff didn't make any attempt at conversation, though I gave them several possible intros.