We just came back, last week, from a visit to Jonny where he generously shared his bad case of flu with us - after struggling through the week, we're both off work today! The guilt feels good, somehow. It's a relief to just be able to rest up - every time I attempted to speak yesterday I was halted by a huge coughing fit. Not so good when teaching.
Anyway, J has had his hair chopped off for work, oh sadness. At least it is only 'short back and sides' and still has a decent amount on top, though not long. It'll take YEARS to grow back, if ever - we loved the lion's mane.
Such is life. Change.