There were six chairs in the salon -
In one chair, a gaffer was having his eyebrows trimmed, in another, a young bravo was having an undercut -
There was discrete hip hop on the speakers -
I gazed at my reflection in the mirror -
I remembered when I'd worn flowers in my hair -
Dew had soaked through my coat -
The young woman cutting my hair told me about her four year old nephew -
Shall I trim your eyebrows she then asked -
Had it come this I thought -
15.50
Saturday 11 February 2017
Flash Harry's
Poole
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