(a tidy photo of Cleopatra the Beetle)
The day started well. As I left the house on my way to get a haircut I saw that Cleopatra had turned up on the doormat. She didn’t hang around long but agreed to pose for a photograph. Nice one, Cleo.
I turned up at my usual barber’s shop. He was closed even though his sign said he was open. Odd. I’m silly busy creating a second website called just ‘Zoolon’ that will market new products, so rather than wait to see if he was going to turn up I went up the road to a barber I’ve never been to before instead.
There were three blokes working in this place. The one I got had a confidence draining polished head.
Also, he had multiple tattoos and Olympic weightlifting gold medallist muscles plus a sleeveless t-shirt that he was bursting out of. My instant random thought was that he looked more like a hit man than a barber. The big problem was he didn’t speak any English. Not even ‘yes’ or ‘no’. He relied on showing me pictures of haircuts and me touching the one I wanted. Odd. I touched the one I thought was close to what I wanted but what I got makes me look like a WW2 Spitfire pilot ready to take to the skies above The White Cliffs and have a dogfight with the Luftwaffe.
On top of that and without me agreeing he covered my head with some wax that smells of bubble-gum and has given me the swished back look, not unlike Harry Kane who plays for Spurs. I support The Arsenal. Spurs are our arch rivals, so Harry ‘Don’t I look like a Spitfire pilot’ Kane is the last person I want to resemble.
Ever since I have this compulsion to say, ‘roger, wilco, over and out’, or ask for my pipe and some Erinmore Fine Shag (I had to look that up on Google and it is a pipe tobacco smoked in WW2, not a derogatory remark about a girl called Erin More) even though I don’t smoke. I’ve been wondering if I should ask random girls for a last kiss before I hear the ‘Scramble’ siren and must take to the air one last time. It’s a good thing I’m so busy as I’ll probably never leave the house again.
(above, Harry Kane’s haircut & below, mine before the tragic event)
Time for some music. A reprise of one from the Dream Rescuer album, ‘Rexie Believes in Magic’. Once more I’d like to thank all of you who have purchased or listened to the album. So far, it’s achieved sales on every continent on the planet.
Here’s link to ‘DREAM RESCUER’. It costs not much, and is available worldwide. If you fancy buying it and feel able to post a review on Bandcamp, I’d appreciate it.
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