Didn't want to keep anyone in suspense for any longer than I had to. So, here is a full report on my trip to the barbers.
After a disappointing false start when I realised I had only shaved half my face and had to return home in embarrassment, it was a successful trip. Actually there was a second disappointment before I eventually reached the barbers as the Aussies fairly cruised to their victory target in under 40 overs, which did at least vindicate my comments on powerplays.
It turns out that now is a brilliant time to go for a haircut. The average hairlength in Britain increases significantly during January as the unofficial "I went over Christmas" boycott leaves hairdressers up and down the land twiddling their thumbs rather than their curlers. Not that I have seen curlers used in my barbers, but they could hardly twiddle their electric razor cutter thing. So, it was a remarkably efficient trip as it cut out the 20 mins reading an awful newspaper or a tattered magazine.
This trip confirmed that the big news and talking point in England today is Big Brother. So, I won't elaborate. But at least hairdressers up and down the country have something to watch all day through the barren shearing month of January.
Hair cut. Paid. Home. In time for lunch. Bacon sandwich - yummmm. Saw a dog eating a rose on the way home. That didn't seem quite right somehow. But Turkish Delight is rose flavoured, so maybe is OK.
I've fallen into the obvious trap of multi-posting on the first day. So my blog will forever look like I started off all keen and then lost interest, even if I try to keep it up to date. Still, I suppose it's not every day that you go to the barbers shop.
Friday, 19 January 2007
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Its January where did the dog get a rose from. You're making it up.
Goto http://deathtoauthority.blogspot.com/ for a proper blog
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