Look how big Georgie is getting! I took them out to Jack Darling and they had the best time running and cavorting and wrestling.

It was also a haircut day….

I trundled off to an an old-school barber shop in the depths of the former South Etobicoke. It’s the kind of place where the barber cleans up the edges with a straight razor and the customers shoot the shit about local politics. I got so caught up in the atmosphere, I failed to scream NOOOOOO when the barber asked if I wanted my moustache trimmed. I was trying to grow it into something spectacular and now it’s been chopped back into the realm of the ordinary. Alas!