A story from a while back when I had very long hair.

Sometimes I get a feeling I'm going to find a passport photo. One morning I was convinced I would find one if I walked from Paddington Station to Edgware road to cath my tube (instead of just catching it from Paddington). It's good to walk.

On the way, by the bus stop on Praed Street a random man approached me and said:

"I like your hair long mate but it's a shame because it's a disgrace"

Interestingly - further up the road is a wig shop, run by the famous Mr Gilbert (of Paddington Green fame). He himself has long hair. (more on this later). What would the poor man have made of that shop I wonder ...