As a shy child I took to pulling out my hair – I’ve been doing it ever since

Five years ago, my mum did something bizarre. She presented me with a shoe box full of my hair. 

Mothers, as we know, keep all manner of things as memories; baby clothes, drawings and even milk teeth. My mum has all of mine and my sister’s in her purse, kept from love – yet having the feel of a serial killer’s souvenirs. 

Except, the shoebox…