Settling down to every day life in Evesham the subject of hairdressers has inevitably reared it’s head, especially when I had to suggest to Nigel that his hair had started to look a little unruly. He said I was right, and that he had been thinking the same himself. So off he popped into town to find himself a new hairdresser, saying, as he left, that he had very exacting standards and would be looking for a wall full of certificates before anyone was allowed to set scissors on his “fair locks”.However, when he got back, very neatly coiffed I must say, it became quite obvious that though certificates for hair cutting was important to him, he had been swayed by something completely different ……..
……. to wit, an ample selection of free help yourself sweeties, well, he reasoned, it would have looked most rude not to allow the lovely Kay to give him a complete restyle and blow dry after he had availed himself of a packet of golden bears, a strawberry mojo and a roll of parma violets and a candy cane while looking at her said certificates …………. not to mention the Tunnocks Teacake he very much enjoyed with his cafeteria coffee.
What is he like …….. if rather full and beautifully coiffed!