A very short read about mostly very short haircuts. OK this is a strange thing to reflect on but ... I’m idly thinking of the whereabouts of where I’ve suffered the fleeting joy and/or the deeply felt indignity of getting a haircut - as a man of a certain age who likes to look back from time to time, this is just yet another thing that’s rolling around in my head like a loose ball bearing.
Here are the locations and places where I can recall actually getting my hair cut:
Anstruther/Cellardyke, Fife.
Rosyth, Fife.
Inverkeithing, Fife.
Dunfermline, Fife.
South Queensferry, Edinburgh.
Alloa, Clackmannan.
Bo’ness, Falkirk.
Linlithgow, West Lothian.
Bath, Avon.
St Hellier, Jersey.
Marmaris, Turkey.
Armaco de Pera, Portugal.
Clermont, Florida.
It’s not really much of a list, so that tells you a bit about how I’ve lived my life. Probably quite normal, dull even. In the Scottish places there are of course multiple barbers in the various towns/locations that I’ve used. Any non-UK places are a “one off” based on some kind of impulse or curiosity I may have given in to at the time.
Favourite barber? Either Turkish or Kurdish.
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