When her growing hair touched her shoulders, the unfamiliar tickle drove her mad for days, until the Diadem gently touched her mind
With no such aid, this is why, in the sixties, I never grew my hair very long. (And now, in MY sixties, I have so little I'd look like a damfool if I did!)
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Date: 2015-07-08 01:37 am (UTC)the unfamiliar tickle drove her mad for days,
until the Diadem gently touched her mind
With no such aid, this is why, in the sixties, I never grew my hair very long.
(And now, in MY sixties, I have so little I'd look like a damfool if I did!)