Is it me? Don't answer that. I have complicated hair which grows in weird directions unless spoken to sternly by a professional. That way it looks OK for three weeks out of five. I can't be bothered to go every three weeks. The few years I spent with a number one were not flattering although they were cheap. Too many moles see.
Moving down here I noticed that most of the men in Nailsea had the same hair style and suspected a conspiracy, or a salon called Stepfordlocks.
So I wandered into Bristol where a nice lass at Toni and Guy made a right pig's ear of me barnet. Someone I met in Bath had a decent hair cut and I enquired and ended up at Essentials (a Toni and Guy offshoot and it's probably spelt essenshulls or something). Got a nice stylist who did well then left. Stayed with the same shop and found a second stylist who did equally well but then went on a world tour.
Ended up back at Toni and Guy in Bristol on the recommendation of a friend. Billy (real name Katey but there was already a Katey when she started so she had to take a pseudonym) was the real deal and managed three or four consecutive hair cuts. Mrs T went to her as well and was equally pleased.
Billy has now left and, as is the case with such businesses, they won't tell us where she has gone and we don't know her surname or private address. Mrs T has positively forbidden me to use the same person as her ever again so I've decided to walk into random salons and see if that way works out any better. Clevedon, Friday, Studio 2, Robert should probably be eliminated from your enquiries and I'll expect the 'Who did your hair, the Council?' jokes on Sunday.
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Ah, hair. I have avoided all this hassle, and got a style that has won many compliments, by just not going to the hairdressers for years.
Alas, the long hair look may not suit you. I had an old housemate who also didn't go to the hairdressers, but simply trimmed his hair very short himself.
Thanks for your comment. You are, of course, right, but certainty would be a nice thing. I explained my dilemma to a friend a couple of days ago - I can sympathise with the extreme enthusiasm of evangelicals, charismatics etc (another friend reckons I'm a wannabe evangelical), if God is good and worth following, but what if he isn't or he doesn't exist? That would mean there are other things I should be doing.
Sympathy on the hair front. I think hairdressers are a capitalist bourgeoise expendable luxury.
I use a wonderfully cheap old fashioned gentleman's barber next to Avonmouth rail station - choice is a number one or a pudding basin! Should be able to spot me easily in the congregation . . .
And I thought the dilemma of finding a suitable coiffure was the domain of women only.
Mercifully, I managed to find one who could deal with and indeed control my mop of curls, which is good news for me - even if he does work 20 miles from my home and I spend in one visit to him what the other half & children combined spend in an entire year of haircuts! (Mrs T will probably not thanks me pointing out that little known woman-fact)
Anyway, I point you towards 1 Corinthians 11:14 for your encouragement as you strive to find 'perfection' ;-)
Thanks Chemibaby. Mrs T used to cut her three males' hair and then feel less guilty about the amount Dominic charged her at Capelli in Leamington.
Well, it takes discussion of hair to stir a non-blogger for a first response to the ST reflections.
Not sure whether what follows is just an explanation for your observation or a solution to your problem. I guess it reveals one of the fixed points in my life - I guess we all need some of those.
Since arriving In Nailsea 30+ years ago I have travelled across the border to Backwell where Barry and Jamie have held court in their 'spit and sawdust' estblishment round the back of the fish and chip shop.
When I first met them, their tutor used to explain to us the high skills required to cut men's hair as compared with that needed to work on the hair of a lady. B and J have since run their homely establishment with great cheerfulness, humour and lively conversation on just about anything to suit the enrobed customer -though I confess I haven't tried them on theology. Have managed a three generation visit to this establishment but failed to get four generations in there together while it was a possibility.
So, Steve, here is some local culture where two chaps have spent a life snipping yet remained interesting and interested. On my most recent visit J was travelling in Canada while B was recovering from making hay with a neighbour on his day off. (Probably easier than shearing his own sheep which also has to be done from time to time.)
Neighbouring shopkeepers called in to bring the lone barber coffee and to see if he was in need of change for a £20 note. Surely a sign of a supportive small shopkeeper culture.
This is a place to get away from pretentious and transitory hairdressing. But sorry Liz no solution to your problems.
Marleyman
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