Well, that's the job done, and it's a good un. But without the insulation, don't be surprised if my old braincell flips a few cogs and starts making typos.
It's almost sad to see my beautiful locks of golden (ahem) OK 'grey' hair lying on the floor, like a roadkill Tribble from Star Trek.
And Peerie Trowie is still laughing. She'll stop just in time for the next haircut.
By the way, the clippers that did the job cost 399 Kroner, just 19 Kroner more than a haircut in Trondheim, and I've had about 40 haircuts from them. So simple advice, cut your hair before you come for a holiday to Norway. :)