Jennffer and Mannfred

Never do a bun!

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Copyright © 2010, Michael M Wayman

“After breakfast we are going to be very busy. We will pack all my things in my trunk and tell the school porter to carry them to your room, Miss Scunthorpe, where ever that might be. And then you are driving us into town.”

Mannfred likes me, he says that he can't understand why I like girls and why I go hunting. He invited me round to his place once for a meal and to meet his boyfriend.

“No! Mannfred cannot be busy all day. Tell him that Jennffer is here.”

“Oh, yes!” he said. “Lovely long hair! Does your new girlfriend want to keep it long?”


Mannfred combed it and cut it and combed it and cut it.

“Looks like a razor but with the blade sideways, doesn't it? I use it to thin out the frizzy hair. You really notice it when the hair's long. I'm s'posed to use ciseaux à effiler, but I don't like them.”

“Miss Scunthorpe is our sports teacher. She often has to tie her hair up. What can she...”

“Oh!” said Mannfred. “Never, ever, do a simple bun. The head's the wrong shape. There's always the traditional ponytail.” He ran her hair between his thumb and first finger. “Lovely! The ponytail. Here it is.”

“But look at this – a simple piece of plastic – a loop. You pull the hair through it and up and over. Like this. Flatten it against the head. Like this. Take the styling loop away. A couple of hair clips and it looks marvellous, don't it?”

“Yes and you can do all sorts of things with it. You can buy it at the counter with a booklet of destructions – not expensive – but just right for you, my lady.”