On Thursday, I was able to go to Barnet Fair Barber shop at 98 Bree Street, St. Stephens Church, in Heritage Square. I got there at about 09H30 and I did not need to wait, I was greeted by reception and made comfortable in a lovely old school barbers chair. The young woman barber, asked me about how I like my hair cut, and in no time she was cutting away and for the second time in Cape Town, the stylist/barber actually understood the way I like my hair cut, I fussy like that…. Anyway, it was great, all the while there is a well chosen selection of music playing throughout from some swing to Bowie’s Jean Genie, that had me foot tapping away and tempted to break out in a sing along with the chorus. Next I was tipped back in the chair, made comfortable and the barber wrapped a hot towel around my face, and in the background I could hear her preparing the rest of the equipment. Off came the towel and luke warm lather was spread with a shaving brush, softening and raising the stubb
Somebody, not Oscar Wilde, but somebody, once said, "our lives are the sum total of our experiences". But it's not the experiences, it's the people; not just the ones in our lives, but those who play through: All the fly by, small but rich relationships; sometimes they're the most special of all. It's why we always promise to stay in touch. If only we did. If only we did.
Things have been pretty bad of late, why, well what the hell, that’s nothing to burden you with, but if you are feeling really down, like there is nothing that would cheer you, then I found a remedy, tell me this doesn’t put at least a smile on your face
escalate |ˈeskəˌlāt| verb [ no obj. ] increase rapidly: the price of tickets escalated | (as adj. escalating ) : the escalating cost of health care . • become or cause to become more intense or serious: [ no obj. ] : the disturbance escalated into a full-scale riot | [ with obj. ] : we do not want to escalate the war . Now there is a new definition, and it pertains directly to client service, it’s the newest way of telling you, to piss off and stop wasting their time, as they have better things to do then listen to you, as you have just rudely interrupted their conversation with colleagues about what next to eat, mouths still full, of course. I just made 12 calls and spent 39 minutes and 48 seconds, and I checked, and calculated all the time spent, trying to pay a bill. I called the client service center, got forced to listen a whole range of options and followed them, to eventually arrive at the finance department, but “no, this is not the right center, you now need to call
Spent Sunday drawing, and trying to watch the Moto GP and Superbike races that were just a nightmare thanks to the satellite reception. I feel like every step forward seems to be two back, the end of the month looms and you wonder how you make ends meet, and I am able to less and less every month, I just don’t know how much longer this recession, which I think is more like full blown depression can go on. On a lighter note, I’m off today and I am at last getting my root canal finished, thank heavens two weeks of an ongoing battle has made me a grumpy fuck and today sees the end of that, a relief to everyone I’m sure. I am lucky with my teeth, they aren’t pretty but they a well kept so this came as a surprise, but alls well by 4pm today… I just got a cool gift via Amazon, which I was taken aback by, I never bought anything, and I wasn’t expecting a gift, but there it was, so I collected it and my great friend Christian in Berlin sent me “The Baboons” Back Scratch, and its n