Tuesday, January 17

Time for a Haircut

I'm off to the big city on Thursday through Saturday, so I decide I better spruce up for the occasion! I catch a ride with Erica when she goes to work, but when I check out my new favourite barber, Cosimo—he's not open. There's a note on his door, informing me that he is ill.

Now, I'm not unduly fussy about my haircut (after all I once got it cut at the Dallas Beauty Shop in Kalomo, Zambia!), but I do like to stick with a cutter once I find one! I like my 'up top' hair (of which there is little!) to be all the same length, so I can make my part wherever I like. And I may as well admit, I only have to part my hair for a couple of inches before it reaches my permanent part! Well, I don't know if you can call it permanent—it is not remaining static; it's still expanding! Anyway, Cosimo has figured out how I like it, and he's about half-price compared to the 'hair salons', so I'm a dedicated customer. I'm a little concerned about Cosimo. He looks like he's about seventy-five; I hope he doesn't retire before my hair does!

But, today, he's not in, so I walk home. We've had fresh snow overnight, and the walkways have not been cleared so it takes me about an hour. Perhaps I can get a haircut tomorrow!

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