Before I set off I had a bowl of porridge enhanced with walnuts, raisins, chia seeds and manuka honey. I've become a real porridge fan over the last year or so (milk, not water, since you ask) having spurned it ever since I had an experience that scared me off it when I was having my tonsils out as a young child (mum will remember how old I was, 5 maybe?). When I say real porridge, I should say that I use the measured pouches into which you measure your milk/water before microwaving it. I don't go for the old skool 'pan on the hob' method.
Thoroughly enjoyed the ride. Felt very strong again, with none of the oomphlessness I had last week.
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By now, I'd been expecting my hair to start coming out - not that I'm wishing mind - so I thought I'd treat you to another selfie.
A rather intense stare - I need to soften that a bit for fear of scaring off readers - and you will notice that the hair is shorter than the first pic and that's because I asked Pheebs to shave it for me. I think it'll be less of a shock to go from short hair to no hair. Here's hoping :0)
To finish off, here's a random pic from my flickr stream to try and lessen the impact of the fearsome one above.
From L-R: Frida Kahlo, Pheebs, Me, Gel, back of Gel's head. MOMA, NYC 2015.
3 comments:
You're getting Dave Stowell hair, grey ...no almost white and very short. Shorter when you forget to put the guard on before you shave as dave did a few years ago. I didn't want to be seen with him outside for a couple of weeks.
Sounds to me as though you are eating Oats so Simple the porridge for wimps. When you get onto the hard stuff I have a spare spittle you can have.
Dad
Brilliant blog today - how you managed to mesh hair and porrisge (not physically of course) is beyond me!
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