Today I had my Covid haircut
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The Bo-Jo was beginning to resemble a Charlie Manson, so I figured it was time.
Mrs. Phibes did it, in conjunction with her Facetiming hairdresser, who was good enough to lend us some pro clippers when ours turned out to be a load of crap.
It took an hour and a half, and I have to say, you can't tell it wasn't done by a pro (at least, from the front)