Free hair

For many years I had bad haircuts. The problem was editorial. I’d go into a salon or barbershop and it would be ‘What do you want?’. ‘What do you think?’ I’d say (thinking ‘You’re the expert’). We’d come to a weak consensus (‘a bit off here, a bit there’) and the result would be another iffy cut. That changed when I met Kim at 53am on the Golborne Road. She takes total control (she’d make a good film director). In seven years I’ve been unfaithful only twice - both times with regretable consequences. I’m there today for my three-monthly reorganise when I tell Kim about the film. She’s says: ‘Free hair’ What? ‘Free hair. Send the cast up here for their haircuts before you go.’ ‘That’s great - thanks Kim’. Pause. ‘How many are in the cast?’

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