I wonder if you can see what it says on these small canvases. The top one says Red and the bottom, Not Red. They were a gift from our friend Jeff for my birthday last year.
After a decade of dyeing my hair, I can no longer justify using chemical dyes. And so, the night before we left for Newcastle my friend Suzie dyed my hair this colour.
Often people ask me what will happen if I wake up one day and cease to be fascinated with the colour red. I don't know if that day is on its way. And to be honest I don't really care.