**** me he set fire to my ears!

[London Calling]

**** Me he set fire to my ears.
Though I had heard about it, it had never been done to me before.

Early today I popped into one of my local Turkish hairdressers.


Near the end he asked whether I wanted a (cut throat) blade or a “machine”.

I left it to him.

A couple of hairs on the neck as he sliced around my neck with the old freshly sharpened cut throat.


Then from a hidden depth of a draw he produced a miniature Bunsen burner, lit it and promptly flashed a flame around my neck and over my right ear.

As I watched my ear disappear under his towering inferno, he promptly enflamed my left ear.

Its really weird letting someone you don’t know setting fire to your head!!



LC

 

[surrey jim]

Where was that

 

[Wardy]

And you paid for the experence?

 

[kevinsmith]

Wait till you upset him then

 

[Cian]

And you paid for the experence?

Most slightly advanced hair 'care' is akin to torture.

You try getting highlights done. Feels like something the Chinese used to do to extract confessions - a mad woman grabbing bits of your hair through holes in a rubber cap with a scrapey thing.

 

[Wardy]

Most slightly advanced hair 'care' is akin to torture.

You try getting highlights done. Feels like something the Chinese used to do to extract confessions - a mad woman grabbing bits of your hair through holes in a rubber cap with a scrapey thing.

Rubber, hair and holes all in the same post. You sure you are on the right board?

 

[Cian]

Rubber, hair and holes all in the same post. You sure you are on the right board?

 

[London Calling]

Where was that

Good old Dalston, on the Kingsland High Road,

basically every building is one of the following:

Eaterie, hairdresser, supermarket, snooker hall, football bar

Insert drugs supplier to one in three of snooker halls or football bar.

Near utopia. Apart from the warm ears.



LC

 

[Parson Henry]

You may wish to change your username to Desmond Dekker!

 

[The Antikythera Mechanism]

Did he singe your nostril hairs as well?

 

[London Calling]

Did he singe your nostril hairs as well?

.......................i was out of the shop by then...................

 

[Dick Knights Mumm]

I saw this in a shop once and thought what a good idea it was. As I gingerly attempt to shave down my ear hairs I often think about setting alight a bit of cotton wool.

I'd like to have seen that.

I lived in Newington Green for six months - near Clissold Park - and there was a kebab house every 20 yards.

 

[Parson Henry]

Didn't anyone get it...Desmond Dekker and the Aces

The Israelites?

Me ears are alight?

Gets Coat.

 

[Parson Henry]

.......................i was out of the shop by then...................

Didn't stop for a brazilian then?

 

[Lush]

Most slightly advanced hair 'care' is akin to torture.

You try getting highlights done. Feels like something the Chinese used to do to extract confessions - a mad woman grabbing bits of your hair through holes in a rubber cap with a scrapey thing.

They still do that in Oirland? Here in civilisation you get individual strands carefully wrapped in foil.

One of the most embarassing hours of my adolescent life was sitting in The Green Room at the bottom of Dyke Rd on a Saturday morning, in full view of passersby from two directions, with wisps of hair protruding from holes in a swim cap looking like some kind of weird alien girl.

 

[Dick Knights Mumm]

Me ears are alight?

you are way ahead of me ..............

But a definite

boom boom

 

[Cian]

They still do that in Oirland? Here in civilisation you get individual strands carefully wrapped in foil.

One of the most embarassing hours of my adolescent life was sitting in The Green Room at the bottom of Dyke Rd on a Saturday morning, in full view of passersby from two directions, with wisps of hair protruding from holes in a swim cap looking like some kind of weird alien girl.

When you're a guy getting a -LOT- of highlights in, they do it that way. When you're getting a few random strands in, and are generally a girlie, you get the foil.

Dammit, I just admitted to the world that I get highlights done

 

[London Calling]

I saw this in a shop once and thought what a good idea it was. As I gingerly attempt to shave down my ear hairs I often think about setting alight a bit of cotton wool.

I'd like to have seen that.

I lived in Newington Green for six months - near Clissold Park - and there was a kebab house every 20 yards.

know both areas well

 

[Dick Knights Mumm]

reminds me of a visit to a barber where I almost gagged. It was a barbers rather than a hair-dressers and an old boy was having his hair trimmed. Iwas sitting on thebenches behind them. Using the same scissors he put back the old boys head and started trimming his nasal hairs - using his normal scissors.

I felt violently sick and was just on the verge of running out when I noticed the old boy had a tache. He was just tidying it up.

Still makes me queasy.

 

[Barnet Seagull]

You try getting highlights done. Feels like something the Chinese used to do to extract confessions - a mad woman grabbing bits of your hair through holes in a rubber cap with a scrapey thing.

:safeway