Down to the Bone

The traditional 'Hun Haircut', as worn around the 5th century by the all conquering tribe, led by their enigmatic leader Attila, involved having the hair cut back to the temples, leaving the part behind to hang untidily down to a great length. The Huns, of course, rampaged across much of Europe, demonstrating huge brutality as well as a keen sense of travel. Soon after the death of Attila in 453AD, the tribes of the Huns broke up. It does make you wonder though, doesn't it ? All of those rampaging Huns, just vanishing without trace. Surely they must have left some evidence of their far reaching expansion ? Some genetic link perhaps ?
Step forward Marc. Your secret is about to be revealed.

It's obvious when you think about it. The hairstyle is the main giveaway. Cut back to the temples, long and straggly at the back. But, there are other clues. His liking of power tools and rock music seems to suggest a suppressed, violent character and his longing to rampage once more across the European continent (let's just hope that he can behave a little better than his ancestors).

Marc chose last Friday to have his head shaved. He may claim this was for charity, but I have my doubts. Perhaps there was a more sinister reason for the drastic change of appearance. You aren't fooling me Marc. You and your genetics have been sussed.

Marc's travelling partner Clare is up next, choosing to throw herself out of a perfectly good plane somewhere over Salisbury on Saturday. Clare doesn't like heights apparently. Strange. After all, it's not the height that causes you problems, it's the ground.

Team George have also been cracking on with their fundraising too. The Lazy Lizard was swinging on Sunday and the dubious pink Swedish cider was flowing. A whole host of performers gave their services for nothing, all in aid of Julia's House. Outside, burgers and sausages were on offer, cooked an a barbecue big enough to roast a whole elephant on. Dave cheerfully informed me that they were planning on taking it on the Windy. Why ???? Are they expecting us to visit Africa ? What the hell are they hoping to kill that would warrant a barbecue of this size ? I guess if they put it on a low heat they could use it as a sun bed.
 Young Lucas is keen on going back to the Lazy Lizard. Not really for the music or for the drinks. No, he just liked the blue lizard shaped stamps on his hands (and later arms and chest), like kids tattoos.

Talking of tattoos, Eileen and I won a prize in the raffle. Strangely, when he went up to choose a prize, he ignored all of the alcoholic prizes on offer and selected a £50 voucher from a local tattoo parlour. Luckily it was shut as we considered what silly tattoos we should have and where we should have them. I've fallen for the alcohol and tattoo parlour combination before in my past. I'm running out of blank buttocks.

Just one last thought before I sign off. Apparently, the Huns went in for 'Artificial Cranial Deformation'.....