What's the best bit about having your haircut?
If you are a laydee of course I would imagine it's the pampering... someone trying to tune your ears into Radio 2 and claiming it's Indian massage when they should be reaching for their shears.
Or perhaps the glass of presumably slightly hair-filled house chardonnay that kick starts your experience by trying to blur your vision ready for when you sign the bill.
No.
Having your haircut is an inconvenience and to raise it to entertainment is an illusion.
But even I have a guilty pleasure on the day.
The best bit is, dear friends, is when you get home and wash your hair.
Because only you can get the bits out.
Only you.
My preference is to do this in the style I learned to wash my hair as a boy - head bent over into the sink.
If you do... you get the enormous pleasure of seeing all the bits that you are washing out.
Sometimes if you are light haired, you may have to satiate on the reflections of their filamentous shadows on the white base of the sink (so dump the avocado suite while you can). And sometimes like today when you are blown dry by a nuclear powered dryer while the protagonist waxes and rages a little over-persistently about the Newcastle managerial situation, then there may be little fruit to bear.
But generally there's plenty to keep you satisfied and make the post-cut wash a hugely rewarding experience.
Looks at the bits.
Savour the moment.
Catharsis is an overused word but ....well it's the best bit.
