In Which Mrs D Dreams Of The Transformative Power Of Hair

Mrs D do wake up from a dream in which she is growing her hair. As it is curly hair.... she do tie it up out of sight.

But one evening... after partaking of an Indian meal in social company... she do fall asleep. On waking, she washes her hair in clear water.... and do find she have a cascade of long, snowy, wavy, impressiveness. She be transformed into somebody else altogether. Someone full of dignity and loveliness.

I do say.... Ha! That's some flight of fantasy.