In a local cemetery, one of the head-stones refers to the
deceased as ‘a gentle man’. We’re so used to the word ‘gentleman’ we don’t
think about how it starts with ‘gentle’.
The term - gents - seems to belong to black and white movies,
and it’s odd to describe the enterprise as a hairdressers rather than barbers.
The forlorn business is just off Rye Lane in Peckham. Clad in black, it looks funereal
and definitely out of time. No doubt it’ll be swept away like so many hair
trimmings.
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