Ramblings relating to rollers

I got some funny looks last night on the way to the theatre. There I was with my hair in rollers with a lurid pink scarf tied around them to hold them all in. I’m not quite sure why I own a lurid pink head scarf, but as I headed to the station, a passing driver stopped to ask me where I bought it as she wanted to buy one! Running up the steps of the tube station opposite the theatre, my rollers started to make a bid for freedom but fortunately were retrieved by the bemused businessman behind me.