Firstly, apologies (again) for the slackness in regards to blog updating in recent times. I have, oddly enough, been quite busy with school, Hjalmar, football and primarily wedding stuff. It is now a mere four days away and everything is yet to fall in to place. Some smart-arse, sceptics among you may be inclined to point out that things to not just fall in to place and it takes planning and organisation to make things like weddings run smoothly, but this is not my forté so a considerable amount has been left to the proverbial eleventh hour. Anyhoo, I'm sure it'll be fine come Saturday.
Otherwise my day has been spent at school where I had my first meeting with my mentor. All is well and I'm happy with my placement school in Rosengård! I have also wandered around Malmö looking for shoes for Hjalmar... all to no avail! I also wanted to find a back-up tie in case the one I've ordered doesn't materialise but Hjallis was having none of it.
Now, to the main point of the post... hairdressers and creativity. This is a rough estimate but there are about 700 million hairdressers in Malmö. And I think it's fair to say that 99% have brilliant names. So inventive...
Today, I passed my absolute favourite ever:
'Hair Force One'... genius. The idea of naming your salon after the aeroplane of the president of the US of A doesn't just come to mere mortals like myself... only to those on a higher intellectual and creative plain. Hairdressers clearly belong in that group that roam that cerebral highveld.
In other news, my team were in Sydsvenskan today after winning our Australian Rules football competition. Huzzah!
Here it is... Hair Force One! I doff my cap to thee!
