Lots of people have been asking me to put some pictures up, and I promised to do it before I got my curly mane back. Here are some photos that were taken the day before:
The night before
Jen and me prettifying ourselves. Oh, that would be the last time I’d have to spend hours diffusing my curly ‘fro!:

The number of days left ’til my hair execution…

The gals and me at La Tasca in honour of little Kavita’s twenty third year

My quiff threatens to take over Suzy’s face

Our waiter Miguelito and I compare afro

Miguelito learns the fate soon to befall my hair…

Fundraising beforehand in the shopping centre
Some pictures of me and my collecting team before the event:
Jen Rhea Helen me & Helz Kiran

Who could resist Kiran? (my lil bro’ who is apparently 14yrs old!)

Collecting – action shots! Check out the Ilford rudeboys…

Here’s a very nice man, and me beforehand getting nervous:

Click the thumbnails for a larger version of the photographs below:
During pictures:
Me and my loyal helpers in the grand coin collection:

Morgan looks none too pleased about my hair loss:

I was making a scissors sign, honest!:

Esther and crew tie my hair into lots of fountains…a look last sported when I was about 7:

They chop them off and hand them to me one by one:

Some Christmas shoppers stopped by to see what was going on:

Morgan and Efe had their heads in their hands for about 90% of the time:

And the clippers are out… The hair on my lap starts to resemble a furry rodent like creature

Ester takes my hair down to a fuzzy no. 2…Do you think I would have got more money if I left the right-hand tuft of hair there?

Clowns to the left of me…jokers to the right:

You’d be forgiven for thinking I was actually enjoying myself! Ester checks for final lumps and bumps, and adds the finishing touches to my new ‘hairstyle’:

My right hand did something funny when I clocked my reflection:

After Pictures (The Fallout!)
Lil Miss Hairy Face:

I felt famous for about five minutes! There was a lovely lady who came up and said some kind words. The looks on their faces are priceless:

At first I couldn’t stop touching my spiky hair. Please stop me making this into a habit! My old hair made a fetching toupee…

Friends a.k.a helpers take a well-earned rest:

My mum has trouble letting go of my hair…literally:

Chillin’ wit da homies!

Like sister, like brother? YOU decide!

Morgan still has that lost puppy look on his face:

One week on…Aisha and me at Frankie and Benny’s with me looking dreamily at her (unintentional) and later, laughing demonically:

Morgan’s face has returned to normal:
