Morning coffee at the hairdresser

Early this year I blipped this new hairdresser in town. I called it an upstart and was quite sniffy about it saying “no way” would I go there.
 
Today, confession time. I had my hair done there.  Why? Well, the salon my hairdresser worked for closed. And she now works here.
 
My concern about sitting in a goldfish bowl in full view of Bridge of Allan evaporated. Nobody even glanced in.
 
As for the other clients they were a mixed group of all ages. But the good ladies of Bridge of Allan were noticeable by their absence.
 
PS I have also to thank Blipper Crispin for encouraging me to “give it a go”.
 
Photo: coffee and sweets are part of the service.