One of the bane of my life at the moment is hair. Not my hair I might add, long and straight, with neither a kink or a curl in it, it is easy to manage and look after. No, it is my son’s thick, wavy and rather wayward hair that is the problem. Joe has beautiful hair, thick and lustrous, and full of waves and the odd curl that is a mixture of his Italian inheritance and a throwback to my mom, who has the same thick mop. Unfortunately, like most 4 years olds, he hates having his hair washed, conditioned or brushed. Which is a problem, as Joe is…