Dear Diary,
Call me Rasta Kev from now on, because I’m rocking dreadlocks. They’re long, heavy and a little bit stinky, but now I look like a proper hippy. I already feel way more chill since letting my hair grow. I just hope my mum doesn’t think I look like a fool. I’ll show her next month and I’ll need your support. Redeem this freebie and let’s chill out together.