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When I was a nippa I would be sent to the barbers for a cut. There were about half a dozen barbers on the shop, all trained by hitler. They'd threaten to clip your lug if you didn't keep still while they whizzed the clippers over yer barnet, usually followed by a lug clip a nano second later. And woe betide any kid caught reading a "gentlemen's" magazine behind the beano while you were waiting.I wouldn't know what to do in a barbers!