At last, I got my hair cut. I had an appointment for a haircut the week we left Canada, but I had inadvertently made an appointment for the same time with my dentist. The dentist appointment won and somehow, in the last four months, I just haven't had my hair cut.
I think it was partly reluctance to go to a hairdresser in France, and I did toy with the idea of waiting until I'm in Ireland in 3 weeks time, but in the end (and after using the kids as guinea pigs) I decided to get a haircut this morning. I'm glad I did and have to get better at just doing things here and using my crappy French.
Next up - a visit to the optometrist.