0029 It's Haircut Day Comments

I enjoyed this poem the ending masterful I like endings that cut short the poem leaving the reader hanging

I knew I was missing out on something by cutting my own hair. I save money but I miss out on the interactions. Conversations with hairdressers and taxi drivers - people whose hands you put your life into - can be quite interesting. I'm sure you've got a few more poems in you from these encounters.

..going anywhere nice for your holidays? ..been anywhere nice for your holidays? ..my word, there's not much here, but hasn't it gone thick?

Michael, What a picture you paint. I'm sure you can access your feminine side. love, Allie with the smart Toorak stylish hair cut

.... and of course she who wields the scissors is one to be feared. True though, isn't it, that home hairdressers are something of their own cariacture, which you paint perfectly (and a pretty sight is isn't, especially...) .. the withering looks if you err from their 'correct' opinions on such subjects of equal importance, fish and immigration. Yep, can just see it - and see ya when you're shorn, handsome! t x