One for the ladies: if you pay peanuts...

Thai hairdressers are not to be recommended. After eight months without a hair cut I thought I would pay the 1.50GBP to have it cut in Bangkok. Big mistake, huge. The 'butcher' didn't actually use scissors but a razor and I now have a two inch layer on the right side and four inch on the left. Where is Toni & Guy when you need them?

I got back to our guest house, sobbing into a lock that she had hacked off and to cheer myself up attempted to dye it back to my natural colour. Unfortunately the instructions for the hair dye were in Thai and I must have left it on too long as my hair is now the colour of mahogony. After having long blond hair, to having it braided in Bangkok and finally to a short brown bob, I have an identity crisis and Steve doesn't recognise me anymore. 'Having a bad hair day' has really taken on a whole new meaning!