Doc Barbara's Bad Hair Day

   As we have frequently noted, Doc Barbara has no problem with avoiding the Deadly Sin of Pride in the form of personal vanity, any more than she has with Sloth or Envy. Greed manifested as gluttony is more difficult for her as she does love a buttered Welsh cake and she confesses to Wrath over certain issues dear to her heart. Few or no opportunities present themselves for Lechery and she would not avail herself of them in any case.

   Yet, recently, close friends have suggested that she needs to take more care of her appearance to encourage others to join her causes, since we live in an age of image and presentation. After examining her hair (see below) she tried various preparations with enticing claims, bought at cut-price from local shops (she does admit to Avarice though prefers to call it frugality). She soon exhausted her own patience and cleansed her hands with anti-biotic gel, absently-mindedly running her fingers through her locks afterwards. Result: super sexy, beachy, gamine, endearingly tousled - and guaranteed sterile.

Doc Barbara's Jumbo Enterprise

   Devoted followers of Doc Barbara's exploits - and they are numerous and varied in both background and predilections - have asked what has happened to her intention to knit all the characters in British history. We are pleased to report that progress is being made although her direction has changed slightly. Having learned to cast on, she commenced what appeared to be a simple challenge: Harald Hardrada's beard. 

   Starting with three stitches, she seemed to acquire more and more until the result closely resembled the trunk of an elephant. Never daunted by minor set-backs, Doc Barbara simply changed her plan and incorporated into it Hannibal's ventures as an example of a military pincer movement common to many successful battles. We caution all our readers to remain patient as the enterprise may take a little while to come to full fruition.