From the sublime to the ridiculous

Sometimes it's quite surprising how others see us and especially those who know us well. Jen has always said she liked my hair since it was cut short, and over the last couple of weeks a thin layer has grown back. She has this thing about rubbing the top of my head and going off into waves of ecstasy at the feel of the hair on my head!

So the other evening I was likened to a "little soft downy chick" as she stroked the the top of my head, eyes rolling and all cooey like. Then came the sting in the tail. "or maybe.. just maybe Uncle Fester!"

So how on earth does one get compared in the same breath to a cute little chicken, and a character from the bloody Adams Family I ask you?

Part of the Fester thing is because at the moment due to the operation and persistent use of the sling I tend to lean my head forward making my neck look shorter and causing me to look downwards.

So ...

little chicken or Uncle Fester?

who knows.