Fifteen years after I almost took the clipper treatment on the Communion tour bus, I went for it. Off with his head! Or at least what’s left of his hair. And I have to say, I feel quite liberated as a result. My barber was thrilled at the request and said it made me look several years younger. My wife says I look several years older. My older son says it makes me look ugly, but then he has a full head of buzzing hair that’s beginning to look like it belongs in an English rock’n’roll band. Talking of which, I wear this shirt a couple of times a year, so don’t read any significance into it!