Elvis is in the Building!

I remember that awful day during chemo that I looked in the mirror and thought - 'Bloody Hell, I look like Steptoe!'
14 wispy hairs clinging to my head, gaunt little pale face....

Then after chemo, my hair soon started to make a comeback...

...And today, I looked in the mirror and thought - 'Bloody Hell, I look like Elvis!'
Obviously, I wasn't wearing a big white, sparkly suit. I'd washed  my hair with Johnson's Baby shampoo, gave it a rub with the towel, a 1 minute shoosh with the hairdryer - and look what happened!

I'm all shook up, uh huh huh...