Bob Nadolig, mae Santes Dwynwen yn cael toriad gwallt cyn mynd mas am gwpl o goctêls. Yfwraig ysgafn yw hi, fel arfer, neu lwyrymwrthodwraig. Ond amser Nadolig, mae hi’n cwympo oddi ar y wagen a chael bach o hwyl.
Y tro hwn, mae hi am gael bach o newidiad.
Mae hi’n gofyn i’r triniwr gwallt liwio ei gwallt yn fflamgoch. Am syndod! Am westfaol!
Ond wedi cwpl o oriau yng nghadair y triniwr gwallt, mae hi’n sylweddoli bod rhywbeth o’i le.
Mae ei gwallt yn union yr un oren â Daf y gath.
Saesneg / English
Every Christmas, Santes Dwynwen gets a haircut before going out for a couple of cocktails. She is usually a light drinker, or a teetotaller. But at Christmas time, she falls off the wagon and has a bit of fun.
This time, she wants a bit of a change.
She asks the hairdresser to dye her hair flame red. What a surprise! How festive!
But after a couple of hours in the hairdresser’s chair, she realises that something is wrong.
Her hair is exactly the same orange as Dave the cat.
