Kemble's hair was starting to resemble an untidy bird's nest and he was too cheap to pay for a haircut.
So Jools decided to set up saloon in Unit 2 and revisit her previous occupation as her little brother's hairdresser.
She recruited Sue as sous cutter. It didn't take much persuasion.
Armed only with 2 pairs of blunt paper cutting scissors, we tackled the mess.
Ahhh.. relief. I've been wanting to get rid of those sideburns since 1st week of last semester. Such satisfaction in the obliteration of those curly 60's growths.
Now ain't he just dapper?
He actually quite liked his free haircut despite the not-quite-hushed "he looks like a buddha" whispers circulating amongst the non-enlightened members of this household.
