Louise O'Neill: 'Indulge me, please. I cannot wait to skip out of the hair salon, with a swish of silk and a bounce in my step'

Generic photo of a hairdresser looking at a woman's hair. Photo: PA Photo/iStock. 

THE last time I had my hair cut was December. Remember December? 2019? Those halcyon days of half-hearted handwashing and coughing in public without being treated like a leper? Come back, all is forgiven!

It was early December, too, I had to give the gruaig time to ‘settle’ before Christmas. I had a follow up appointment made for late January but had to cancel due to work commitments. Not to worry! I told myself as I blithely made another booking for March and … well. You know the rest.