WHO: Henry and Iestyn Ceredig WHEN: Tuesday afternoon WHERE: Casa Ceredig WHAT: A bad haircut WARNINGS: This is just for the lols and he can't even swear so
The day had started out so well. Henry's birthday was the next day, so he had woken early to get so,e work done so he could spend his birthday relaxing. And then came the activity which sent it all crashing down.
Henry had gone for a haircut.
He had kept it simple, just a trim please. And what he had ended up with was the loss of his beautiful curls, and hair that was no more than half an inch long easy. He hadn't been paying attention while it was happening, scrolling on his phone and when he had taken true account of his brand new do, he was horrified. Henry's hair had been too long before - in fact Tinsel had convinced him to cut it when she had moved in because it was in his eyes and shaggy and nearly at his shoulders. But it hadn't been too short since he was a kid. He loved his hair!
He was vain about his hair.
He arrived home in a panic, bursting through the door with a dramatic, "HONEY, I'VE BEEN RUINED!"