An hour and a half later, a dissolving pickled head, and a bright orange barnet. Don't get me wrong I love ginger hair, but this is orange. Orange as a carrot. Carrot as an orange.
So where from here? Well we'll see. All I know is, my hair cannot possibly stay this colour, and especially not for Dylan's first Christmas. Not only will photo opportunities be in abundance but he'll probably not recognize me. Watch this space, and if no news appears, I've gone back to black.

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