Wigs and Banana Skins...

Well I'd recommend a short break with a group of friends to everyone. 6 days of non-stop laughing was just what I needed to feel alive again.

Sunbathing was out of the question...too hot and worried that I'd get sunburn, so most of the holiday was spent on the balcony munching crisps, bottles of water and laughing so much that I think I've returned with a 6 pack!

Luckily there was no embarrassing 'wig at the airport' stories however there were a few 'wig scares' whilst on holiday...

Day 4 of holiday, my friend Louise and I made our way down to the beach restaurant to indulge in an ice-cream whilst our other 2 friends were having a siesta. After our ice-cream we ordered a cup of tea and I decided to nip off to the loo. Now at this beach restaurant I didn't notice that the inside area was partitioned off by a very long patio door... so as I walked into the restaurant, I tripped on the patio door runner, flat on my face and as I lifted myself up onto all fours I noticed my knee was bleeding and that split second fear that my wig was half way off my head exposing my baldness... luckily I touched my wig and it seemed intact, so I gracefully walked over to the bar, asked where the toilet was and went inside and felt so relieved that my wig was still on! Phew...

and then, Day 5, a shopping trip into the city, whilst walking past the beautiful cathedral I slipped...on a banana skin... what are the odds! I thought that only happened in the Beano! And Again, flat on my face, sheer panic of my wig half off my head as Spaniard people gasped in horror... but phew... wig intact! My knee started bleeding again but my wig... super sticky 'stay on forever' wig deserves a round of applause!

Apart from those 2 silly incidents, I did have a rather embarrassing wig experience with the cleaner... one morning I went out into the hallway to ask the cleaner for fresh sheets, whilst wearing my wig... and then later that day she knocked on the door, me wigless and gave me the sheets with a strange look on her face... blimin wig.

I’m not ‘there’ yet to be bald and proud, and I’m not ‘there’ yet to see people’s reactions to seeing me bald. My wig is great, but I can’t wear it all the time, its itchy and hot. Maybe I’ll just glue it onto my head?!