A grey area
Some people only see things in black or white. I have always seen things in grey and now I have hair to match.
Thanks to my mother, I saw my first grey hair in my teens and have been colouring it in, with various degrees of success, ever since.
I sported a foul flat top at about 16, dyed a lovely combo of red and gold. Clearly very nasty indeedbut I though I was the epitome of aNorthernSoul Girl albeit born, and still living, in Essex. At least it covered the first few grey's. I quickly progressed to a perm on top and a few very yellow highlights which, for some reason, I felt looked better than a few grey strands. In hindsight I bore a striking resemblanceto the lead singer of Orange Juice ( a terribly fashionable band (then)for more youthful readers).
The short hair with light perm gave way to longer hair with Dynasty type proportions as the eighties wore on. I fondly imagined I looked glamorous and sophisticated beyond my 18 years but I was mistaken. The photographic evidence conclusively proves that I looked like a cut priceBonnie Tylertribute band member looking for a booking in a Southend night spot - TOTs anyone?
I think it was only in the early nineties when the bob had a revival that my hair came into it's own - for about two months. Downhill again thereafter until now, as I approach my fortieth year, I find myself at number four with hair to rival Cruella De Ville and not a puppy in sight. Having given up the whole thankless task of three weekly appointments to colour in the telltale white line I am now reaping the benefits of that decision. I may be 100 quid a month better off but my elder daughter is mortified and my younger delighted that I look like her favourite Grandmother.
The grey does have two fans though. The first our 74 year old carpenter who proclaimed it very nice and suited to a woman of my age ( guess who is sacked?) and the second who worksin a local DIY shop who has watched the descent into blizzard hair and said that not to tell anyone but that he has always found grey hair attractive - secretly of course, in the way that any shameful fancy should be kept. To those who would shun us grey haired people I have only two words - George Clooney.