Thursday, 15th March 2012
It’s only just over two weeks that we’ve been living in the Southwest of France, during the last of the winter and early spring. Everyday this week the Monsieur of the house, that would be Graeme, has said “I need a haircut!”
That is not a problem in France village of France
Last count on our walks throughout the town, we found 8+ coiffures. s
Today, he couldn’t stand it anymore, so down to the Boulevard we walked to select which salon would meet the Monsieur’s requirements.
Finally, he selected the shop “Viva La Vie” that suited him and I requested the required services in my best French and left him there to fend for himself.
He speaks very little French, but he does his best to communicate and get what he needs or wants. But when it comes to having a haircut, I would be very careful.
I went back to find him still in the chair with a huge smile on his face, he was pleased with the young girls’ aptitude in cutting his hair , and I had a Happy Monsieur to spend the rest of the day with.
Now today, Friday, 23rd March 2012 a week later, the Madame of the household could no longer tolerate her hair…so she asked in a local shop this morning for a recommendation for a good hairdresser…and much to her surprise she was able to get an appointment for this afternoon at “Jocelyne Coiffure” and now also has a new hairstyle.
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