V’s First Beard & Cowboy Hat

There was a time I had hair. It was fine, and greasy if  I didn’t wash it every day, which I did. This picture is also in Gretna, but when Peter lived in Gretna and taught at the MCI, our old school.  Gear and I went down for a visit, but I will check before posting pictures of people other than myself. This little exercise today seems about all I can manage anyway, before some rest with Fiona and more pain medication. The sweater, another my mum bought for me, she always liked me in baby blue. Notice also the slippers, these leather; much cooler than the bedroom slippers you can see in the picture of me standing beside my car, which I would sometimes wear all day.