The One About the Hairdressers . . .

One of my Christmas pressies from M was a voucher to go and get my hair done in one of the local salons. Normally I would get my hair done in the salon close to my mum's where I've been since I was about 18, but which is a good 45minutes drive away from here.  M's thinking was that once I'd had the baby I would want to get my hair done, but not want to leave baby for long, so this was the perfect present really.  I'd not been to the salon before but I booked my appointment on for this morning, before the voucher could run out.

I got there to find it was run by just one lady, and my appointment was after she had spray tanned the girl before me.  While I waited for my turn, I heard this strange noise that sounded like a bird, but just thought it was the salon owners mobile phone with a strange text alert sound.  But then I heard other noises that could only be coming from an animal that could copy sounds they'd heard off the tv, or from people.

The salon seemed to be split into three areas, with the first area being where you have your hair cut, and where you wait, the second room you go through to is where you have your hair cut, and the last room looked like it was a private area, as there were curtains half blocking the view.  I imagined the bird sounds were coming from the very back room.

Imagine my surprise to find that when I was taken through to have my hair washed that there was a parrot in the second room!  And not only that, it wasn't in a cage, it was free to do what it wanted.  The hairdresser said to me when I went in that 'it shouldn't fly about' and luckily it didn't.  But it did go to the toilet, and all I could think of was what if it had been flying about whilst it did that and it landed in my hair! Needless to say I will not be going back there again!

It was a parrot very similar to this one!

I'm not so sure about the cut either, and she'd cut some of the layers quite short before I could stop her.  So I'm having to clip bits back, and I'm hoping once I've washed it myself that I'll feel a bit better about it.

This is my new hair do, and I couldn't resist having Alissia in the photo too!

This story was brought to you as part of Sian's Storytelling Sunday, so make sure you pop over to her blog to read all the other fab stories this month!

ETA: I've since washed my hair and dried it how I normally would, and like it far better now, so all's well again :)