It feels a bit bizarre to be writing about my hair when Japan is devastated by earthquake and the world is waiting for a nuclear disaster, but then, life is composed of both big things and little things. So here goes, for one of lifes little things.

I went to go get my big scary haircut yesterday. I hadn't cut my hair for over 3 months, and was all psyched up after seeing all your photos of great, cute, smart, attractive grey hairstyles. I was gonna cut ALL of the dyed off and go Real Grey and Short! But then I started looking for tips on short curly hairstyles, and couldn't find anything shorter than I already had, that didn't look like a poodle. I've had longish loose curls for decades... Then my hairstylist - a lovely languid girl in her twenties with long glossy auburn hair and a perfect tan recently touched up in Bali, Thailand and Qatar, I'm not kidding - looked so distressed first at the thought of no dye and then at the thought of cutting off all my curls that I wimped out.

So she "just" took off a few inches, and I discovered that this is more a matter of going natural than going grey. I'm naturally a "cold" dark blond quite close to grey, but with light silver streaks. And now still with brownish streaks and tips, but hey, I'm getting there. NEXT haircut, I'll be all natural

Truth be told I'm not wild about the colour, dark blond is pretty blah, but I'm surprisingly happy about having my real, all natural colour there. It just feels, well, like me.

And I'm a little amazed that I can actually think this much about my hair.