It’s now official – my eyebrows have been designated an independent species. I have no control over them at all. They have even developed a method of self-preservation.



There is a small area I can control that is scarred from an incident with a brick-wall when I was young.

“Ah-ha” thought I, “I’ll do some head banging again and regain the upper hand!” but the little blighters are so bushy and springy now that all that happened was a whiplash injury from bouncing backwards off them.

I’d raise my eyebrows in contempt …….. if I had the strength. (Don’t worry Peabrain – I’ll do that for you. Lo,TG Ed) Still, the neck-brace suits me ………….