He didn't like having grey hair and he'd bought some stuff at the chemist's to colour it.
Just For Men? He thought that sounded like some kind of seedy magazine rather than a hair dye, but the assistant had recommended it and he'd bought the stuff.
Now he was in the bathroom, brown dye all over himself and the tiles and the carpet and his wife's favourite towel.
She was going to kill him when she got back.
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