Local Councillor calls ‘snip’ election!

That’s right folks, it’s finally happening. As the mock headline above states - I’m getting a haircut. And not one like my sister gives me; I’m going to an actual barbers/hairdressers/conceptual follicle artiste.

I managed to get married, elected and hit 30 while keeping my fabulous ‘locks’, as my old boss used to call them, but my family genes are kicking in and my hair is slowly but surely receding and thinning in all the wrong places.

Thankfully, being six foot five means most people haven’t noticed because they can’t see the top of my head, but the spotlights in my work’s toilets don’t lie and I think it’s the right time to let go.

GET INVOLVED! It wouldn’t be a life changing experience without raising a bit of money for charity – plus it’ll stop me putting it off indefinitely and force me to follow through with it.

Given that last year I raised money for Movember (which raises money for prostate cancer charities) by growing a moustache, it feels appropriate to get my hair cut in November in aid of Bradford Cancer Support – so give generously!

I’m looking at the ‘cut-off date’ (see what I did there?) as mid-November, just because I’ve prevaricated so much, but if I can sort out an appointment earlier it could happen as early as next week, and of course pictures will be posted online.

As for the style, in the spirit of democracy, feel free to suggest styles in the comments below. I’ve been going through pictures online with the missus and the current consensus seems to be on a Jude Law layered and styled cut.

That’s it for now – see you on the other side where I’ll have joined the ranks of short haired people!