My mother’s – Mum’s new wig looks extraordinarily like a better, neater version of Mum’s hair. I think, in a cruel way, this is just how Mum’s hairdresser (in Bedford, same for fifteen years), if not Mum herself, have always wanted her hair to look. Less of a side-parting, more of a bob. She showed it to us on a wig-stand, because she knows she’s going …
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