In which G.M. Norton seizes control of his follicly-challenged head.
A little over a year ago, I discovered that I was going bald. It was a shock to the system as I've always had very thick hair. It may sound short-sighted, foolish even, but I never thought that I'd lose my hair. Whenever I pictured myself in my more advanced years, I always had a full head of hair.
I've spent the last year or so coming to terms with the idea of losing my hair. I've also been keeping a very close eye on it. Alas, the top of my head has continued to thin and my already high hairline has crept further and further back.
In my periodical entry on my hair loss discovery, I stated that the idea of having a completely bald head made me physically sick. But as a realistic sort, I've actually warmed to the idea of sporting a sans hair look. So much so that I started to look forward to getting rid of my hair completely. It's a strong look, a statement.
Feeling that my hair was disappearing before my eyes and keen to take control, over the festive period I took the plunge and shaved my head.
Here are the results.