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Conservative, n. A statesman enamoured of existing evils, as opposed to a Liberal, who wants to replace them with others.


Here is hairy Henry showcasing his version of a chonmage (丁髷, ちょんまげ), a form of Japanese traditional haircut. It is most commonly associated with the Edo Period and samurai, but more recently, you might recognise it from those really fat blokes in nappies. Originally, it was a method of using hair to hold a samurai helmet steady atop the head in battle.

When I (politely) informed Henry that he was neither Japanese, a Samurai, or indeed a fat bloke in nappies (he's a lean bloke in underpants who poos on the toilet now), he promptly had a haircut!

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Sarah said…
I've remembered that Korean serial "Jomung fiction". Personally I do not like this serial but it has many serious watcher here in Iran!
Henry looks cute here! It seems he knew it, because of that smile!
Roddy said…
The techniques we take to get one to have a haircut. It's downright diabolical. Had you persevered with the ponytails, Henry was beginning to take on a certain charisma. Shades of Steven Segal.
Kris McCracken said…
Sarah, we don't get many Korean serials here in Tasmania. I am slightly (pleasantly) surprised that they have a following in Iran.
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, he was such a good boy having it cut. Sat still and didn't carry on like the previous three times.
Roddy said…
I'm besotted. He is certainly growing up when he will sit still for the barber. Shorter hair does suit him. Opens his face up to the camera.
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, it also makes him look a lot older.
LOL! What a riot! I love these posts about Henry!
yamini said…
Awwwwww!!! Such a sweet photograph. You know, in India, such a hairstyle is very common for toddlers. this one and the other being two ponytails instead of one.

And yes, I agree with Roddy's Steven Seagal comment. You should give it a try. ;-)
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, I hate Steven Seagulll.
yamini said…
You are so nice, really!!!
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, some people would argue that point...
yamini said…
That was supposed to be the beginning of an argument. ;-)
Roddy said…
You know my son, I couldn't remember how to spell Segal. Almost gave it the Seagull as you did. Bit poonsey for my liking.
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, I never argue.

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