Stupidity in pregnancy

Oh, how I empathise with my massively pregnant friend in the Bonny Glen, who had the urge to paint toenails she can no longer see. When eight months pregnant with Angel, I had a similarly stupid idea and decided to give my hair a red tint (having never, ever previously had any desire for a colour other than my natural brunette). I bought a do-it-yourself hair dye. Thanks to a combination of inexperience, incompetence and immobility, the bathroom looked as though it had been the scene of several gruesome murders. The hair was pretty gruesome too!