A cautionary tale of UK hairdressing… and what a difference a day makes…

On the left, a photograph taken yesterday… On the right, a photograph taken today.,,

Alarm bells should have rung when the hairdresser lady had trouble understanding what I said.

“How you want it?” she asked.

English is not her first language.

Not her fault.

Indeed, not a fault at all.

But not ideal when you are having your hair cut.

“Just clear of the ears,” I told her. “Just a little off.”

Then I joked: “Can you do anything about my face?… Maybe some plastic surgery?”

“No problem,” she replied, smiling reassuringly.

That is the point at which I should have realised there could be a linguistically triggered potential problem.

Now I have no hair and my ears have dropped.

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5 responses to “A cautionary tale of UK hairdressing… and what a difference a day makes…

  1. You cannot make a silk purse out of a sows ear, darling. It just won’t wowrk

  2. Mo

    Uncle Fester! Is that you?

  3. Welcome to the club, Sar!

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