My son came into the shop I was in one night after stopping his car on the road. He said it was the back of my head with my 'signature' hair that drew him to stop and come in. Often done by one of my grandchildren who like to practice plaiting on me, I have the patience to go through endless torture whilst they pull a brush through it before pulling it every which way in their desire to master a good plait. it's never very chic. Nor is it well-styled but is either in this plait or coiled into a tight bun that my siblings tell me is exactly how my grandmother wore her hair. I've worn it like this since childhood and often think it's.time for a change but have never got round to it. Not stylish but just oh so me!.