Really, really bad hair day

I just went to the ladies' while fetching my second pint of coffee, caught sight of myself in the mirror, and almost keeled over laughing.

When I left home this morning (admittedly in a hurry), I looked decent; but there was an inisidious bit of wind and rain outside that added its own creativity to my slightly too-long hair with gel in.

Now, I look as if my hairdryer had exploded during a futile attempt to imitate Russell Brand's hairdo.

Now I know why that elderly lady on the train sat down in the seat opposite me and immediately got up again to flee. She must have thought I was Bigfoot or something.-