Not for the hairs on my chinny, chin, chin…

Who knew when I read that line aged 6 that is was ever going to relate to me! Know aged 41 nearly 42 it does. Eurghh. No one told me when I was merrily plucking away at my mono brow aged 17 that they wouldn’t grow back in later life and just start to fadeContinue reading “Not for the hairs on my chinny, chin, chin…”