Jam and Minced Pig

Most unusual food in an internet cafe so far: Warm, triple-decker sandwich. One side strawberry jam, one side minced pig. Nice

I decided I was thinking about decisions too much today. This led me to make a rash decision to see what happened. Some kids on the last leg of the train journey had mentioned that barbers shops are often knocking shops. So as I passed a badly toothed old giffer at a street stall today, I watched as he appeared to be chewing bits of wood. His stall was just a cart with some hair-clippers and a towel on it. “Right, haircut time” I decided, and before reason could intervene, I had haggled the geriatric gutter-barber down to one dollar, and sat upon the stool of fear.

The experience made me at once think of my uncle’s lesson in parking-by-sound. This involved ferrying him and some of his drunken pals in a windowless van with no mirrors. To park, reverse gear was selected and steering was guessed until the van made a noise due to some pavement furniture or another vehicle. Today’s haircut had a similar lack of mirrors, but a good deal of sound on my part when the clippers strayed somewhere I didn’t fancy.

Post haircut, I checked myself into a real barber to survey the damage. Which could well have been a knocking shop. And the damage is moderate.

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