I have just returned from a day trip to London, primarily to visit my barber.
Now you may think it rather self indulgent to go to another country just to have my hair cut. But you need to know that I have been going to the same barber, Anthony, for over 30 years. He has become a good friend and it would feel like a betrayal to allow anyone else's scissors near to my scalp.
My hair and beard were looking so wild that I really couldn't come and visit you in Israel next week in such a shoddy state. I can now look in the mirror and see a respectable gentleman. Looks can be deceptive.
Grandpa Jonathan
Prague, Czech Republic
