A Little Bit of Fiction.

Fiction: May I be to Jeffrey Archer what he is to Shakespere!
Ah, self publishing. For when life has finally beaten the crap out of you.

I enjoy writing a bit of fiction as it is cheaper than therapy and not as illegal as taking drugs. So, rather than leave it in filing cabinets to be mocked by the executors of my will, I’m going to sling some of it up here so that it can be mocked in my lifetime.

The Return of Big Hair!

Morgan Fairchild: Her hair appears on Pilot's Survey maps, honest!

Morgan Fairchild: Her hair appears on Pilot's Survey maps, honest!

When I was growing up in the 1980s Dallas and Dynasty were the big shows. It was all shoulder pads and big hair (Not just for the woman either.) and the queen of big hair was the American actress Morgan Fairchild, who when she wasn’t dating John Kerry was pretty much resident vixen in every US soap you can think of.

I bring this up because as I wander through Dundrum shopping centre I see that the Morgan Fairchild look is now back with the young ones. All around me I’m seeing tiny little faces sticking out of giant peacock arrays of hair that really look like they should be attached to the back of some Carribean beauty at the Notting Hill carnival.

How much effort goes into this construct? Is planning permission required? Surely a “Wide Load” sticker should be required at the back, at least?