After nearly five years of daily use, I have a feeling my hairbrush
has decided it is time it had a change of scene and maybe got retired.
Brush has worked faithfully every day since it began work in
my service, but I must admit I have taken it very much for granted.
It often travels with me, but on my recent trip to Tauranga,
Brush decided to escape my bag and hide itself on the back seat.
This turned out quite detrimental to its health, as I put
the seats down when moving some furniture and Brush found itself very squashed.
All its bristles were flattened out sideways, but a bit of tender
loving care brought most of them upright again (they are made of rubber).
|Brush with friend Mirror and rival Comb
And yet, Brush was not satisfied and ran away again! This time when I was housesitting, it managed
to elude my packing efforts and hid itself beneath the bed. Naughty Brush.
I searched and searched but could not find it after arriving
home, and it was a couple of days before my sister-in-law rang to say she had
found it lurking in a corner under the bed.
Brush is now back home, sulking in its drawer and
threatening to pull all my hair out. It is
very upset that Comb managed to do most of its work while it was gone, so our
relationship now is one of uneasiness.
Perhaps if I am really nice and give it extra attention over the next few days,
Brush will consent to working for me for another few years 😊