ON being in a darkened room with a buxom blonde

[tel]

Not opticians, but the junior in the hairdressers.

It is very disturbing when they thrust themselves into your face as they wash your hair.

Am sure they do it on purpose.

[Snoopy]

My "hairdresser" is 6'3", Scouse, shaves his head and is very very tattooed. He'd scare the sh*t outta anyone on a dark night ~ which is why I only go once every four months or when Mrs S#2 starts mentioning ribbons, ponytails and braids.








I DO NOT fancy him in the least.












See also "Lack of bosom"

[Pastis]

Mine's Greek Cypriot... so's her junior... and Tel, I know what you mean 

[Snoopy]

I used (back in the early 70s) to frequent a Greek Barbers in Bernard Street, Southampton. Mucho vino was always available for the "regulars" as was a hand or six of cards, a good price on the favourite for the three thirty or the address of a "nice young lady, set you up for the afternoon".
As a young buck with wife safely looking after the two small ones at home and me working for a broker it was a good time to be there.

[Pastis]

Barbers, hairdressers, whatever, seem always to have been on the edge of offering 'personal services'. The barber's pole of yore, a quick leeching, or something for the weekend 

[Snoopy]

Indeed ~ and the barber's striped pole is a reminder of the days when they advertised their trade of Surgeon Barbers

[Darwins Selection]

Indeed ~ and the barber's striped pole is a reminder of the days when they advertised their trade of Surgeon Barbers

Bleeders.

[Snoopy]

Indeed ~ and the barber's striped pole is a reminder of the days when they advertised their trade of Surgeon Barbers

Bleeders.