Haircut

Bad Hair Day

Bad Hair Day

Peyster soon arrived with a grin on his face and introduced me to the knife wielding maniac – ladies and gentlemen, my hairdresser!  He stopped sharpening his knife long enough for me to shake his hand which is when I realised that he was shaking quite violently all over.  He went back to his sharpening duties, and Peyster, obviously noticing my alarm told me not to worry, “he only shakes like that because he’s an alcoholic, we’ll make sure he has something to drink before he cuts your hair, it slows the shakes down” taking up drinking suddenly sounded like a great idea.