More hair...and Bond

SORRY to keep harping on about hair, but it's become a personal bug-bear as I watch TV.

Maybe Craig Revel-Horwood has been reading my blog and my complaints about his long locks, because last week he got out the shears and attacked his unruly mop.

Hurray! But wait - the Strictly Come Dancing judge has only done half the job! It's shorter and more stylish on top, but he's left those annoying wispy bits curling round his collar. I can't watch him without the urge to grab some scissors and cut them off.

Maybe, like Samson, his evil power lies in his hair, because since he had his (half) cut he's become surprisingly nice. He seemed to leave his acid tongue behind on Saturday and praised the contestants far more than grumpy Len.

Perhaps he's worried that if he cuts all his locks off, he'll end up hugging the dancers and crying.

Meanwhile, on a film note, I'm off to London tonight to see the first screening worldwide of the new Bond film.

I'm still unsure about the odd, meaningless title, but Quantum Of Solace is growing on me.

I'm a big fan of Daniel Craig in the role, so here's hoping he doesn't disappoint in his second outing as 007.
I'll let you know what I think of the movie tomorrow.