Haircuts

The barbers are going to be full once isolation is over, Tom told me just before he started cutting his brother’s hair. If it all goes wrong, we’re doing buzz cuts, Josh informed me.

The haircut is still ongoing as I write this. There has been some low level grumping and I have caught a few curses under their breath, but so far is looking good.

I have retreated to a chair by the pond to try and tame a young robin who is almost eating out of my hand. I think brothers cutting hair is a bit like parents teaching their offspring to drive- bound to end in tears at some point.