"I sat enthralled with my eyes glued to the mirror, as he would casually remark that my mother should make me wash my hair
more often. He would then produce all manner of things from my hair - half a dozen billiard balls, pennies, an enormous
rubber frog, a penknife - and all the while snipping away. He would often stop his snipping and demonstrate some
masterpiece of prestidigitation to his admiring customers. When he saw my interest he allowed me to visit him a few times
after he closed the shop and taught me some elementary coin and card tricks with which I was able to fascinate my own
children many years later. He was most definitely the best barber in the whole wide world!"
Copyright - John Peirson 2000