Um, pretty sure it's now Joolz haircutting, featuring aforesaid Joolz and/or Geordie Paul on any given day, or more likely a sellotaped note saying 'back in 10 mins'.
He had GENERAL MONTGOMERY's hairdressing credentials in his window display. And weird head wig models. That window display can't have been updated for the best part of a quarter of a century. And the whole place stank of piss. But apart from that? Fine! :thumbsup:
May well have been one of the last ever customers for Coopers For Haircuts in Baker Street, sometime early nineties. He was always highly eccentric to the point of being seriously scary. Due to my normal barber having a queue on a Saturday, I decided to risk it. Big mistake. He was dressed in...