I did a hair check in the car’s vanity mirror and saw this:
I immediately thought of an old nursery rhyme:
There was a little girl,
Who had a little curl,
Right in the middle of her forehead.
And when she was good,
She was very very good,
But when she was bad,
She was horrid!
Hmmm…..
(And here’s the history behind the rhyme, if you’re interested.)
Pretty as a picture….
Actually, I(!) remmember you having that recited to you quite often as a small girl who had a riot of natural, red curls. You should post a picture of you when you were 2 …
Will do…shortly!