Status Updates From Far from the Madding Crowd

… the bearing of one who was going to give his days and nights to Ecclesiastes forever. 😂

… used all the hair-oil he possessed upon his usually dry, sandy, and inextricably curly hair, till he had deepened it to a splendidly novel colour, between that of guano and Roman cement, making it stick to his head like mace round a nutmeg, or wet seaweed around a boulder after the ebb. 🤣🤣🤣