An old posting from January 2014 – Vestri Capilli Capitis – has been looked at four times today. I wrote about long hair on men. OK, mine has grown a little longer since then. Here’s a quick selfie from February this year:
It has just about reached mid-back length and ties up nicely into a queue when I’m in clericals.
 | Johnson Flucker is O… on The Gas-driven Ferrograph |
 | David Llewellyn Dodd… on A Monty Python Sketch? |
 | Stephen K on A Monty Python Sketch? |
| David Llewellyn Dodd… on A Monty Python Sketch? |
 | pilgrimdj1 on A Monty Python Sketch? |
| pilgrimdj1 on A Monty Python Sketch? |
| pilgrimdj1 on A Monty Python Sketch? |
| David Llewellyn Dodd… on Defender of the Faith |
 | Fr Anthony Chadwick on Defender of the Faith |
| Stephen K on Defender of the Faith |
 | Wm Arthurs on Hiatus |
 | Jamie Turner on Flogged and Excommunicated! |
 | Robert Stevens on About Fr Anthony Chadwick |
| David Llewellyn Dodd… on Hiatus |
 | Caedmon on Hiatus |
The Blue Flower 
I think mine got that long, or maybe slightly longer when I was younger.
Splendid! Mine’s never gotten that long (why not, I wonder? – I don’t cut it: does it break off without my noticing?).
I was listening to an audiobook of Agatha Christie’s The Secret Adversary (1922) the other day, and there was some sort of reference near the end (IIRC) to Archdeacon Cowley’s long, white hair!