Last night I was in Mulligans and met Collins and Marina Brekova who had been out to dinner. Marina works as a hairdresser in 'Cut the Crap'. I said that I was in dire need of a haircut again. When I do it myself I always get comments from the women that I've skipped parts. Well, I don't have eyes in the back of my head so I do miss some parts there.
Marina said she'd give me a haircut. I said she needed to do my beard too. This scared her: "I've never done beards before! My father does beards." Since Marina's father Shterion lives in Bulgaria that would be too long a trip just to get my beard cut. I told her not to fear, "if it looks horrible you can always shave it off completely". She submitted to my plea.
So today I got on the #3 tram to Haarlemmerplein where Cut the Crap has its shop.
Marina had told me to come around 15:15. I was a bit early, so she made me a coffee and continued to work on her customer.
When he was ready she told me to get into the chair and got her electric clippers out.
It took Marina 45 minutes to do both my head and my beard. It usually takes me about 10 minutes, which is probably why I miss parts. I had told her to make my head look like something she would be willing to look at; when she kissed me good bye she had her eyes closed…
I liked it though, so it was a well spent trip. I walked back home along the Haarlemmerdijk.
Down the Nieuwedijk, through the 'Wallen' and down Waterlooplein. Then on past the Hortus.
From there I walked down the Roeterstraat en past the OLVG. Joeri had reminded me they had put up a large pentagram above the entrance of the hospital. Onze Lieve Heavy Metal Gasthuis or Onze Lieve Wicca Gasthuis?
I got some sushi from the AH for dinner. I had counted on eating a portion of 'bitterballen' tonight at the range in Hoofddorp, but Jaap phoned me and said he was sick, so he couldn't pick me up. No shooting tonight, and no bitterballen. If I get hungry later tonight I'll have to see what I'll do. Maybe run down to Maxwell's and have some bitterballen there.