It was my 6-weekly visit to the hairdresser today. This time for “foils” which is when a little extra colour help is applied. I also get a couple of shampoos and a cut and bow-dry. In other words a couple of hours of pampering.
When I first arrived the assistant who does the hair-washing ushered me to a chair and asked how I was. I decided to be honest and so I said, “In need of some TLC,” she laughed and promised to do her best. After the stylist had been doing her bit with the cutting, shaping and colouring, I felt very relaxed, the radio was playing, I was in a corner, I sipped my tea and found myself drifting off into a very happy doze. Oops! When the Junior came to take me for the next wash I nearly jumped out of the chair.
But what else did I get at the hairdresser’s?
- I really did get the TLC and pampering, so that was good.
- A dose of local politics and insight into health issues.
- Opinion on the upcoming Referendum on Independence for Scotland.
- Advice on the 2:5 diet.
- That cup of tea.
- A sense of well-being.
- Information on gluten-free shopping in one of the town’s supermarkets.
- My usual reminder that big and glossy is not always best – my hair salon is small, relatively informal and utilising economical products.
Quite a lot then for a routine appointment, though it did make me wonder if I should treat myself to a massage or a facial sometime. Unfortunately my usual hairdresser’s shop does not offer such exotica . . . . . . . . but I know a spa-type salon in a nearby hotel. . .