The Haircut and new videos

Below is an extract from an email I sent to Zoe. She seemed to find my situation most amusing so thought I'd publish it on the blog for you all to have a good laugh too.

To Zoe:
I must tell you about my dreadful haircut. If you're at your desk stop reading now because you will laugh!! We were in a Malaysian Market and there were a couple of hairdressers in there. One of which said they had hair treatments and because of the sun, my hair is fried. So went to enquire. The lady explained that my hair was very dry (yes I know that) and it transpired that because I was going to the beach the next day, the salt water would breakdown the treatment.

Ok, that makes sense. She suggested that I definitely needed a trim and knowing James did too, we agreed on two cuts and 1 blowdry for about £18. I sat in her chair feeling quite relaxed. She asked how much I wanted off the ends, I said 'hardly anything'. She said ok. I thought we were on the same wave length.

I was getting a wash and blowdry too but apparently the wash comes after the cut- alarm
Bells should have started ringing. Then she proceeded not to cut my hair across the bottom in a straight line like any normal hairdresser but dragged the scissors vertically down my hair, almost slicing it. She saw the look of confusion on my face when she'd done one side and said 'too much hair lady, we make thin, we make better'. So needless to say although I haven't lost loads in length, my ponytail is like a rats tail, when it's down, the 'thinning' has created lots of short layers, this coupled with the humidity means I look like a frikkin poodle!!

So at this point my hair rivals lily's before hers started growing properly. Her next move was to wash. I walked over to the washbasin after her, at which point she barked at me to go back to my seat. I did as I was told and she came back over with a bottle of water and shampoo in her hand and proceeded to try and wash my hair whilst sitting upright at my seat. Yes it was weird, yes there were bubbles everywhere, no I have no idea why I wasn't allowed to have it washed in the sink!!

Next came the blowdry... No combing of my hair after the wash, just madly blowing my tangled hair in different directions. Eventually she picked up her brush and started curling the feathered front part around my face 80's style! When the torture was over I stepped outside and started madly messing with it, trying to make it look better. James asked if I didn't like it, genuinely seeming a bit confused. I shot him a death stare and concluded that boys just don't get it and never trust a Malaysian woman with 'thinning scissors' in her possesion with anything as precious as hair!!

To Miranda:
Oh my god I'm actually crying sitting on the tube reading about the Malaysian Market haircut! I do have to initially say that you have been travelling and away from civilisation for way too long if you thought from the outset that a haircut from a Malaysian Market was going to be relaxing and bang on the money. I've never been to Malaysia but my gut instinct screams don't do it!

Wise words...


In other news James has done some IT geniusness and managed to convert our videos into a format that will go on the blog so they're very slowly uploading.

Our plan now is to go to the Laos embassy today to get a visa and then head over the border tomorrow as our Thailand visa expires then. We're both really looking forward to Laos. It's no where near as developed and touristy as Thailand and has fun activities like river tubing which we really fancy.

Hope everyone at home is well. I hope both Mums had a nice Mothers Day in your favourite children's absense. Hopefully get to speak to you all soon.

Mx